All language subtitles for The.Black.Sleep.1956.1080p.BluRay.H264.AAC-RARBG

The ancients who
wrote in the Sanskrit tongue

made first mention of the
strange drug we call nind andhera

this drug was first introduced
into the city of Lahore

in Punjab in the 703rd year
after the death of the prophet,

praise his memory.

This drug has the power
to place a man's body

and limbs into helplessness
and his soul sleeps

nor does he feel pain.

He is as a dead man
yet is not of the dead.

- Dr. Ramsay you have a visitor.

- Sir Cadman.

How very nice of you to come to see me.

- I had to, you were the
most brilliant student I had

in surgery at St. Thomas's.

- And it's come to a brilliant end.

Hammering, they're gonna
hang me in the morning.

I keep trying to face that fact but I,

I just can't believe it.

Yet I'm here wearing the
broad arrow of a convict.

Chained, chained up like an animal.

- Gordon, Gordon please.

- They convicted me on
circumstantial evidence.

I had fought with Curry, murdered him,

carried his body down to the river.

Curry, a man who weighed over 20 stone.

- However did you become
involved with a man like Curry?

- He came to my room to
collect on a debt I owed him.

We had a few words.

All I remember is his lunging at me

and I heard the door open
behind me, someone struck me

and I lost consciousness.

- But you did strike Curry?

- I don't know.

I came to, I was on a stony beach

below the Thames embankment.

A constable was giving me first aid

then I was placed under arrest.

- They must of had some
further evidence against you.

Yes, Curry's wallet in my pocket

and one of his shoes in my room.

But they never even proved that the body

fished out of the river was Curry.

Now it isn't enough that
they're going to hang me.

My body must be taken to surgeons hall

so that my colleges can dissect me.

- That won't happen to you.

- It's part of the sentence.

- I've just come from
the Lord chief justice.

I've persuaded him to
rescind that provision.

I've received written authority

to take charge after it's all over.

For what it's worth you'll
receive proper rights.

Take that, in the morning,
before they come for you.

- No, I won't take my own life.

- It's merely a sedative to
help you through the ordeal.

You'll be completely unaware
of what happening to you.

- What is it?

- Nind andhera, an east Indian drug,

I call it the black sleep.

- He's been dead possibly two hours

probably passed away just before dawn.

Time of death, circa five in the morning.

The cause unknown, probably heart failure.

Listen to those morbid hyenas
waiting to watch a man hang.

The remains are to be turned over

to Dr. Cadman for decent burial.

- The sentence said surgeons
hall for dissection.

- Well that's been changed.

I verified Dr. Cadman's
authorization yesterday,

there's a copy in my office.

- Very good doctor.

- In here sir.

Turn up the lamp.

Why did you open the coffin?

Someone might have come in and seen him.

- But sir you didn't save
this man from hanging

to let him suffocate.

- He can't suffocate, his
life has been suspended.

You got the clothes?

- Sure sir, from the best
tailor on Burn street.

- Any trouble form the authorities?

- When one has a paper
one never has trouble

from the authorities.

Such people respect only papers,
papers, seals, signatures.

I show your papers, sign for
the body and there he is.

- Odo 150 years ago you would have been

the worlds most famous body snatcher.

- 150 years ago I was sir,
in a former life of course.

No I robbed the graves to get rings

and trinkets for my
beautiful gypsy maidens

but the police said no sir so romance, no.

I was guillotined.

I was in France then.

- Dr. Cadman?

That's right.

- You're still here.

Yes I'm still here.

- I must, I must have been asleep.

They're coming to hang me tomorrow.

- No they're not.

- Today is the day after tomorrow.

It's over.

- Over?

- You're dead Dr. Ramsay.

- Dead?

- Gordon Angus Ramsay died circa five a.m.

October the third 1872 Newgate prison,

cause of death unknown,
possibly heart failure.

Signed by the prison surgeon.

- I don't.

But you're, you're alive.

- Quite.

And looking forward to my
dinner as you should be.

You see Dr. Ramsay you
are only legally dead,

justice has been satisfied.

- No hanging.

- Obviously.

- What day is this?

- October the third.

- Where are we?

- In London, Lime house in the studio

of an exceptional artist.

Exceptional in many fields.

- Odo, the gypsy.

PABO that's PABO, professor
of the art of body animation.

Here.

- Alive too.

Of course, no
one in London is more alive.

Of course I wouldn't want it
to become a common gossip.

- Is it, it was the drug wasn't it?

The black sleep.

- That's right.

- That's why I'm alive, out of danger.

It's fantastic.

You mean, you mean this
black sleep of yours

can suspend all sign of
pulse, of respiration

enough to fool a physician?

- You are the living proof.

- But the body temperature.

- Drastically lowered.

Surely you've read of frogs Dr. Ramsay.

Imprisoned for years in hard dry clay

then dug up a little
moisture, a little sunshine

and they're alive and kicking again.

Well I'm able to produce
the same suspended animation

in higher organisms

and also may I say to terminate it at will

by an antidote I've developed

that must be administered within 12 hours.

- You've done so much for me, why?

- For two reasons, first I don't
believe that any government

has the right to take human life,

only should life be taken
when unavoidably necessary.

For example in the
furtherance medical science.

Second I've been doing
certain research work

that should advance brain
surgery immeasurably

and I'm now at the point
where I need the assistance

of a skillful imaginative surgeon

who can corroborate my findings

and help me correlate them.

Therefore under strange circumstances

you have become my assistant
and possibly my collaborator.

- To assist you in your
work would be an honor,

a privileged.

What's the nature of your research?

- First we let the dead past
bury it's dead shall we?

And I mean dead.

Odo you will fill Dr. Ramsay's
casket with 100 weight

and a half of stones and bricks.

Wrap each one in sacking and
pack them carefully in straw

then you will take the casket
up north to some small place,

you church of England?

- No, Presbyterian.

- Presbyterian.

Your service shall be with
the right to that church.

And Odo to the officiating
minister you will explain

all the circumstances except one.

- Yes that Dr. Ramsay could
not be present, yes sir.

- Arrange a nice, dignified service Odo,

here's the death
certificate you'll want it.

Be sure to return it to me in due course.

Sir.

Yes.

Here you are.

Well that about takes
care of your past doctor.

- Thank you for the dignified funeral.

- After all I did promise the
Lord chief justice you know.

Now as to your future.

You will travel with me secretly
to my place, St. Gibbets,

the old abbey on the east coast.

It's a splendid place for research.

And with Dr. Gordon Angus
Ramsey resting peacefully

in some church yard up
north you will be free.

Free of ever being interrupted
in your work with me.

Thank you, thank you.

- Good evening Casimir.

Welcome to St. Gibbets
doctor, my home, my retreat,

my place of work.

- Dr. Cadman, Dr. Cadman!

- Mungo, stop, stop.

Daphne!

Stop, stop.

Daphne!

- Mungo, Mungo.

Your friend is here.

I'm ashamed of you.

There, there darling it's
alright now, it's alright.

Laurie, Laurie get control of yourself.

Mungo, back.

Go.

I'm sorry Sir Joel I was
making up the clinical report

on our last case--

- Yes I know the case in question.

Maybe we should have confined him.

- But these outbursts are rare and...

- He obeys only you.

You want to continue that responsibility?

- Yes, I do.

Daphne, may I present Dr. Gordon.

- How do you do.
- how do you do.

- He's going to help me with my work.

Daphne is my surgical nurse.

Take care of Laurie Daphne.

- Yes, good night doctor.

- Good night.

- Good night Dr. Gordon.

- Good night.

- Well doctor let me
show you to your room.

Any change?

- No.

238th day.

- Almost eight months
since she was stricken.

Eight months, but it won't be much longer.

- When do you think you will operate?

- It must be soon Daphne.

It must be soon.

- You may be able to
bring her out of the coma

but the paralysis?

- It's all linked together.

And as we know caused
by a deep seated tumor,

the most serious and
most delicate operation.

I can't thank you enough Daphne

for all you've done for Angelina.

- Thank you Sir Joel.

I would do anything to help you.

- Angelina my darling
wife I have the skill,

soon I will have the
knowledge and the courage

to free you from your
prison of unconsciousness

and bring you back to
life, to the world, to me.

At last I have the help that
I've needed for so long.

Soon I'll be ready for the most

important surgery of my life.

If I fail, I'll destroy myself.

But I will not fail my
darling, I will not fail.

Come in.

- Morning doctor.

- Morning Ramsay.

- Perhaps doctor, even when
we're alone it might be better.

- To call you Gordon, very good.

Did you rest well?

- Eventually, I was
rather restless at first

but that's understandable
in new surroundings.

- Yeah, help yourself
to a bout of breakfast,

here hot toast.

- Thank you.

- Jam, marmalade.

The teapot's under the cozy.

- Thank you.

- Help yourself.

- By the way doctor what was
that incident last night?

- You mean Mungo?

- Yes.

- Unfortunate case, most unfortunate.

- I had the strangest impression.

Of course you remember Dr.
Monroe who used to lecture

on internal medicine at Sir Thomas's?

Well in a completely
distorted fashion of course,

Mungo reminded me of him.

- Mungo was Dr. Monroe.

- What?

That brilliant intellect?

- Now completely unbalanced.

Brain condition.

Dr. Monroe was my associate
in medicine at Sir Thomas's.

- Yes I know.

- Now after I left London
I heard of his condition

and brought him down
here to try and help him

and I will yet, more tea?

- No thank you.

Poor pathetic chap.

- With your help doctor I'm sure

that we can restore him to sanity.

- I'm honored that you value my help sir.

- Here, I've a thing or two to show you.

This is the beginning of my
theory, if I can prove it,

brain surgery will be
advanced tremendously.

My contention is that
each of the motor, sensory

and reason reactions has it's
seat in a minute cell fiber

in some area of the brain.

- But that was Goethe theory back in 1805

and he was discredited
as a quack phrenologist

with his 27 faculties such
as the meta physical soul--

- Yes but Goethe didn't
carry his study far enough

and he did no surgical research,

I've picked up where he left off.

My plan is to catalog each
cell fiber as to it's function

and each area as to combine function.

For instance this area indicated by C2,

I've absolute proof that it
controls the vocal cords.

- Amazing.

- Here, take B3 the are just
under the central fissure.

This controls posture, textual
sense, movement of limbs,

and apparently M1 controls
reasoning, intellect

and all the higher faculties.

But I've a great deal more
work to do yet under this area.

- That would mean a complete charting

of the function of
every area of the brain.

It might actually save thousands of lives.

- Yes, take a specific case doctor.

A patient who's been in a
coma for weeks and months

helpless, paralyzed, the
cause is a deep seated tumor,

now how does a surgeon reach
that tumor to remove it

without damaging those parts of the brain

it must pass through to get to it?

That is my goal and that
is why I snatched you

from the Newgate hang my friend.

The work is to complex for one man,

you doctor, you shall
help me complete my chart.

- Thank you sir.

You mentioned you had absolute
proof of your findings

thus far, how is that possible?

- By putting theory into practice

and from that practice
learning more theory.

Yes it's almost time, come I'll show you.

Alright Gordon.

Just face the fire will you?

Alright come on now, step in.

We wouldn't want a fire would we?

Alright.

- This is like a Sir Walter Scott novel.

Why the concealed entrance,
why all the mystery?

- Those closed in this
abbey were often raided

around the eighth century
by dirty sea pirates.

And the monks, who were not
stupid men preferred living

to dying, they built the
sliding wall so that they

could make for the tower
whenever they were attacked.

How clever men are
even 10 centuries ago,

yet how little we've progressed.

This may seem a little
medieval to you doctor

but I'm guarding my
researchers very carefully

and some of my methods

might be considered a little unorthodox.

This is my surgery.

- Good morning Dr. Gordon, Sir Joel.

- Good morning.

- Morning.

- Good morning.

- Morning.

- Fantastic, a surgery up here.

- It's a matter of light.

Why must the surgeries
at most hospitals be

on the ground floor in the basement

and why must there surgeons
work by the light of candle

and kerosene lamps?

The eye must gather light
so that the hand may perform

it's duty and here we
have light, natural light,

God's light, the sky.

When the eye sees well
the brain thinks well

and so the surgeons hand
performs it's miraculous work.

Laurie, hot water.

Thank you.

- So Joel what can you hope to learn

from a cadaver on the leyden battery?

- My father, bless his memory,
was an ardent fisherman,

his advice to me was one
at a time is good fishing.

- Alright sir I'll wait and see.

- Dip your hands in diluted carbolic.

- Lister's new theory of disinfection?

- That's right.

Ready Daphne?

- Yes sir.

- We'll start with a full left tripan.

Thank you.

You'll handle the retractors Ramsay.

Ramsay is Dr. Gordon's given name.

Saw.

Drill.

Laurie, covered vessel.

Scalpel.

- The Duro method.

- Next the alec mod model.

Now, pia mother.

There, the poor brain is fully exposed.

Now doctor I'll explain
one of your questions.

The wherefore of the
electric clasp, Daphne.

Alright Daphne.

Now a motor reaction here,

just anterior of the central fissure.

This I note to be the area of speech.

- Cadaver reflex.

- You see the voice box is activated

but the sounds mean nothing,

they must be controlled by the
motor movements of the mouth,

the lips, the tongue, these
areas I've not yet discovered.

Now I'll attempt to locate
the optical motor area.

- But this is galvanism.

Luigi Galvani experimented
with the effects of electricity

on animal nerve and muscle as far back as

1760 or there abouts.

- And only 70 years ago
professor Aldini experimented

on the body of a man executed
for murdering his wife

and child but again these
investigators didn't go far enough

and no one has every
worked on an exposed brain

to my knowledge, let's continue.

Scalpel.

Now I'm going into the precentral gyrus.

First an incision in the
depth of the central fissure.

- Sir Joel, that's cerebral fluid.

- That's right, please let go of my hand.

- But that means this man is...

- Of course he's alive,
he's in black sleep,

he doesn't feel anything.

- Alive?

- Yes alive.

- But you might maim him,
destroy some of his faculties.

- That's a risk I have to take.

- A risk you have to take Sir Joel?

You?

- Why be short sighted?

We must take a long
view, the important view.

Of what this will mean to humanity.

- Humanity?

To mutilate even one
human being is monstrous.

- In the interests of science doctor,

anything, anything is justified.

Now let's continue the operation.

You didn't want to die
doctor, neither does this man.

The operation must be
completed within the hour

and the antidote administrated,
black sleep can kill too.

- Mungo.

Go back to your place.

Go.

- Thank you.

It is not wise to
wander these halls at night.

- Wise?

It's down right deadly.

What is it Laurie?

Thank you, thank you for coming.

- Yes but why secretly?

- It's better that no one knows.

I feel I can trust you after

the way you felt about that operation.

I need a friend so very much.

- That creature Mungo, you
want protection from him?

- I want help for him.

- For him?

But why?

He's tried to kill you.

- He's my, my father.

I'm sorry I called him...

- Well that's what he's turned
into, a creature, a monster.

But he used to be kind and gentle,

understanding and wise before.

- I know.

I knew him before,

he was one of my lectures at St. Thomas's.

- Then you must remember him as he was.

- Yes.

A great man, one of the
finest I've ever known.

- Why has he come to hate me?

I can't understand.

- Was he fond of you before?

- Fond?

My mother died when I was
born, I was his whole life.

- Well perhaps in his, in his
present state he blames you

for your mothers death and
therefore wants to destroy you.

- Why is he so different with Daphne?

- It's conceivable that
in Daphne he's found

an emotional substitute for your mother.

- It seems like such a nightmare.

- It is.

- In there.

- Pleasant fellow, he
doesn't say much does he--

- Shh.

He can't talk but he can hear.

- Now Laurie, Laurie, don't.

Dr. Cadman's a brilliant surgeon,

he's trying to help your
father, he's going to operate.

- He already has operated.

- He has?

- Yes and before the operation
my father was himself

except for paralysis of
the left side of his body.

The operation relived that but
it also destroyed his mind,

turned him into the thing you call Mun...

Now Dr. Cadman is planning
another operation.

He says he's trying to
restore my father's sanity

but I know different.

Each time he operates he'll
destroy it a little more,

each time a little more to
satisfy his own curiosity,

Dr. Cadman is the monster in this place.

- Laurie, Laurie.

- If there has to be another
operation could you do it,

would you do it?

- I don't have nearly
Cadman's skill and knowledge.

- Neither do you have his evil streak.

- Laurie isn't it possible that Dr. Cadman

is merely trying to help your father?

No.

- Every operation can't
have a successful end,

there are bound to be failures.

- There've been others, I was
present at three operations.

- The sort we preformed today?

Yes.

- Did you see the after results?

- No.

Then how do you
know they were failures?

- You're on his side aren't you?

- No, no, no, but well there

are lots of things I can't explain.

- But this morning you told Dr. Cadman

he was doing a monstrous thing.

- This morning I spoke out of emotion,

I'm in no position to judge him yet.

Laurie you've been under
tremendous emotional strain,

isn't it possible that you're
misinterpreting certain things

that you're some what
confused, even deluded?

- I am not.

If I get proof will you believe me?

- I'll believe the proof.

- Then, then we're friends

and you won't repeat what
I've said to Dr. Cadman?

- We're friends.

- You've finished your observations?

- Just about sir.

- What a relief.

What a consolation to have
a colleague, a trained man.

- Thank you sir.

There you are.

- Area of speech right, motor area right,

precentral gyrus right,
optical yes, vocal, no Gordon,

no this is wrong but we'll
go into that in it's place.

Mhm, yes you're a very excellent observer.

First let's put down the
results of yesterday.

Now here is the area
of yesterday's surgery,

the precentral gyrus.

- Before we begin sir, I've
noticed how Mungo walks.

Is that the result of your surgery?

- Did I inform you that I
had operated on Dr. Monroe?

- Well I--

- I didn't say I'd operated on him,

I said I brought him down here to try

and correct his condition.

How did you know I'd operated?

- By the trifine scars on his head,

they were exceedingly delicate,

obviously the work of a superior surgeon.

- Forgive me Gordon, of
course a surgeon would notice.

When I brought Dr. Monroe down here

his left side was completely paralyzed

so I operated on the right
side of the locomotor area

and was able to restore
the damaged tissue.

As you've seen the paralysis is gone

except for a slight
lagging of the left leg.

That was the successful
side of the operation.

But somehow during surgery

I damaged the reasoning
centers of the brain,

an area we know very little about.

In my zeal to help a friend and a collogue

I created a sub human.

- May I ask sir why do
you allow him at large?

- To remind me of my failure,

to remind me to work and study even harder

so that such surgical
disasters can be prevented.

- Sir since you've
indicated this as the area

of surgery on Mungo.

- Please Gordon, let's not call him Mungo,

he was Dr. Monroe, he will
once more be Dr. Monroe,

after I've operated again.

- Sorry, since this indicates surgery

preformed on Dr. Monroe,

and since this indicates surgery preformed

on the control area of the vocal chords,

am I to assume that this
refers to the operation

preformed on the servant
Casimir, the mute?

- My dear Dr. Ramsay, you are
not here to assume anything.

Modern science is based on facts,

logic, scientific deduction.

The other letters are
merely code indications,

personalities, names, individuals,
they're of no importance.

Except as they contribute
to the final goal

and now will you please
take down my findings

and add your own if you wish.

- Yes sir.

But I should like to ask one thing,

when you opened the skull flap
why was there no bleeding?

- The action of my
anesthetic, nind andhera,

the black sleep, anything more?

- Well I should like to see
how our patient is doing.

- Not so well.

- You mean he's dying?

- No, from the viewpoint of his recovery,

he's doing very well indeed

but from my view point the changes in him

are not what I expected or hoped for.

- Well sir I should like to see him.

Where is the recovery room?

- All in good time doctor.

Yes, come in.

- Sir Joel, the gentleman
from London is here.

- What gentleman?

- The one with the earring.

Send him in.

Hmph, gentleman.

You know of course that Laurie
is Dr. Monroe's daughter.

- No, how would I know that?

- You should know,

you've shown yourself to
be very observant so far.

- Why are you here, what's wrong?

- The climate in London dear sir suddenly

made itself bad for me,
you know physic as I am.

- The climate in London is
always bad, make your report.

- Yes sir of course.

About the subject you ordered
I had a fine little hand for

you under close surveillance
but also had Scotland Yard.

Well fortunately I'm like a cat,

by the way gentlemen do
you know that my name Odo

in Romany gypsy language means cat?

- Yes, yes, go on.

- Yes so when I peek I mean
when I poke my head out door

or any other door I always
look every which way.

- Never mind, you failed.

- Only temporarily sir, Odo never fails.

The only failure is death itself.

I will fill your order, you'll see.

For you senior doctor I also have report,

you had a fine funeral, fine, 10 mourners,

of course for the price of
eight, also formal offerings,

a procession from the church
to the place of the burial

and a beautiful eulogy
which I myself wrote

with a epigrams in three
languages, German, Spanish, French.

- You're very kind.

- Yes and now you're safely
buried in a small village

of Pentan and Gunt and
may you rest in peace.

Odo!

- Be serious.

- Serious?

Why I'm always serious sir,

except for the gentle sex
but this fact of course

I wouldn't like to become generally known.

- Never mind, what about
the female subject.

- Well sir, I um yes, I still
have under consideration

and observation that
little bird I mentioned.

- Who?

- You will recall of course
our very normal subject

I brought you the other
day, a money lender,

I think his name--

- Never mind, what about
the female subject?

- Precisely, precisely sir his mistress,

not without any resources, poor
thing just a common beggar,

on common streets.

She talks to much but she
will not be missed sir,

you know when some persons disappear

it's better for the world,
there's more air to breath.

Well sir yes I think I
will return to London,

slowly to give time for
the police fog to life

Tell me is it true that the woman's brain

is smaller than man's?

- Slightly.

- Well sir even if a woman's
brain is smaller than a man's

I'm sure the area that controls her tongue

must be much, much larger.

Good day sir Joel, goodbye to see you sir,

- Doctor you must help
me, please help me doctor.

Please, for the sake of
humanity, please doctor.

- Go away!

How nice, come in.

- I'm Miss Daly.

- Yes, yes I know.

- You gave me six pence
on the street today.

- Yes, yes I know.

- You said you might have
some work for me tonight,

I do hope you were sincere about the work.

- Sincerity is the corner
stone of my character lady,

I need a model, yes.

- Well you are an artist.

In all of
London miss there's no finer

professor of the body I have no mentation.

- It's true I've fallen
from a high position,

I've been begging on the
streets for money to buy food

but I've not come to low

as to take off my clothes for an artist.

- Madame, madame you
show your face in public

everyday do you not?

Well it's only your
face I'm interested in,

permit me, please,
,

you have such true Saxon beauty.

Wide blue eyes like corn flowers in bloom,

the golden hair like wheat in the sun.

The winsome mouth even
fishes please, please,

let me sketch your face

and let be around the arms of sailors

homesick and their
voyage around Cape Harm.

They will look at your face,

artistically reproduced by myself

and they will see in it their loved one

and they will be content,

your fair face will
save many a ship miss.

Thank you sir, it's rather
like being in the Louvre.

What will you pay?

- 12 bob.

- 12?

I like 15 better.

- 15?

Well I was 15 when I met my first love,

it was in Starazgora,
alright let it be 15 bob.

- May I see the money?

May I hold it?

- Well if you agree you can have it.

- There's nothing immoral
in your copying my face.

- Immoral?

This is a service to the seafaring world,

come, come in here miss.

Sit down miss.

No, no, no, no, no, over there on the bed

and take off your hat.

- Don't have very much light in here.

- You leave the details to me,

you just provide the face, I'm the artist.

No, no, no, no, no, no, this is no good.

Recline please.

- Recline?

- Yes recline, lie down.

- Sir.

- Well I just want your
facial muscles in repose,

that's all I'm interested in.

I'll get more light.

Very good ma'am.

Excellent yes, very good.

Let me see, excellent, let me see.

Forgive me, yes yes you hold
your money tight but relax.

No, no, no young lady
you're not enough relaxed,

perhaps a little wine.

- I have a wonderful sherry,
it comes from Madeira,

the island I visited long, long time ago.

I was in love there with a beautiful girl.

Her name was Francesca.

True Latin beauty.

Eyes like olives.

- But do you think I oughta indulge sir?

- Why not?

It will put the blush of
England's roses on your cheeks.

- Well if you really think it'll help.

- Sorry to disturb you, may we come in?

- The most pleasure.

- Allow me to present my credentials.

Mr. Gating Sargent Steele, Scotland yard.

- Roundsman Blevins.

- How do you do?

- Would you mind if we look around?

- Gentlemen.

Moment please, this is a public place,

you have the right of search

but in there is where I live gentlemen

and according to admirable
English law men's home is his--

- Yes, yes, yes, you may
stand on your rights,

we will get a warrant.

- But since I have nothing
to hide with my permission

gentlemen, enter my castle, please.

If I knew what you're
looking for perhaps I--

- You are acquainted with a
Miss Daly, a street beggar?

- Yes I am, I mean just barely.

- I observed her entering your
place a little moment ago.

- Yes you're right constable she was here,

asking for work as a model the poor thing,

stringy hair, dull eyes, dead skin,

but as you can see for
yourself she cannot be seen

because she has left.

- Too bad.

- Yes, if I could be of
help to the gentlemen

of Scotland Yard or just for--

Perhaps you could,

one never knows where one is
going to track down a lead.

- Yes.

- Here is a recent likeness
of a certain Mr. Curry.

- Do you know him?

No sir, no I do not.

- Mr. Curry was a special
friend of Miss Daly

and also her protector,
he was a money lender.

- This money lending is a fine business

but recovering the money,
this could be hazardous.

- Yes it can be, in fact
it was for Mr. Curry.

He was murdered, his body
was found in the Thames

and identified.

A young doctor was charged
with the crime and convicted

but he died in prison.

- This Scotland Yard they
always find the murderer.

- However Miss Daly
came to us with a story

of having encountered a
drunken sailor in a pub.

- Now what is the world coming to,

just imagine a sailor
being drunk.

- This sailor confided to
Miss Daly that on the night

that Mr. Curry was supposed
to have been murdered

he and two other sea men
were hired to help Mr. Curry

from the scene of violence
to a waiting carriage

and that Mr. Curry was alive at the time.

After Miss Daily had reported
this alleged conversation

we tried to pick up the
sailor for questioning

but he had disappeared.

- This police business
must be frustrating.

- If this girl, this Miss Daly returns.

- Yes, I will question her.

- No, you will let us know
and we will question her.

- At your order sir.

- Blevins.

- Good day gentlemen.

Poor soiled bird, poor sad angel.

The police want you alive to question you,

Dr. Cadman wants your life for his reasons

but I, I cannot let you
stay alive you talk to much,

you can get me into a great trouble.

This could restore you to life
but I will spare you that,

well let's say in the name of humanity.

- And for further investigation,

why is the cerebral area that
controls closure of the jaw

smaller than that which
initiates opening of the jaw?

Now what do you think of
my conclusions doctor?

- Fine, excellent perception

with some new avenues of attack.

Odo will be here tonight by dawn at latest

with a new subject, this will
be our last final experiment,

a duel operation.

- A duel operation?

- It is then you will
prove your great value.

- This is to be a culmination doctor.

- We will experiment on
the subject that Odo brings

in order to make no mistake
on the principal subject.

- The principal subject?

Isn't everyone under
surgery of equal importance

to be saved, who is the principal subject?

- One at a time is good fishing doctor.

Patience is golden.

Rome wasn't built in a day,

so it must have been built in a night.

Hadn't you better get some sleep?

- After a few more notes.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Good night doctor.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Let's see where were we?

- The paragraph about
the opening of the jaw.

Yes.

At St. Thomas's medical school
they hammered it into us,

always approach every
problem with an open mind.

And if your mind is spinning
as mine is, what if you...

Laurie I'm sorry I said I
thought you were deluded.

I think I'm the one who is.

Recently I had a dream, well
more of a nightmare really.

That man we operated on, K6 on the chart?

He came to me in chains pleading for help.

Have you seen him since the operation?

- No.
- Well where was he taken?

- I don't know.

- Well Laurie you've assisted
in three operations, you--

- Four including the last one.

- Where were the other vic...

The other patients taken after surgery?

- Each one was carried out
by my father and Casimir.

I was always ordered to stay in surgery

and clean up, I don't know.

M1, M1 I know is Mungo, um Dr. Monroe,

C2 vocal chords rendered useless,

I know is Casimir the watchman.

K6 is the latest, the sailor,
the man I assisted with.

Laurie Odo mentioned something
about a money lender,

an extremely large man,

was that patient C5, was his name Curry?

- No names are ever mentioned
when someone is brought here.

Just before Dr. Cadman
operated on this big man though

Dr. Cadman was feeling very
gay and he made a joke.

You know how bad his jokes are.

- Yes, Rome wasn't built in a day

therefore it must have been
built at night, I know.

- Well Dr. Cadman pointed at the big man

and said Curry powder comes from India

and so does the black sleep,
they oughta hit it off.

- Laurie, I've something to tell you

then you can decide weather
or not you wish to help me.

I was convicted of killing
a money lender named Curry.

- What?

- No, no, no, but I'm innocent.

However I was in Newgate
prison awaiting the gallows

when Cadman saved my life
by means of the black sleep.

Don't you see Laurie, if
I can find this man Curry

still alive I can free myself.

Will you help me.

- Yes, if I can.

- Let's go up to surgery,
there may be records there.

Do you think we should?

- Alright, then I'll go alone.

- You will not.

Casimir, Casimir!

- Better get a move on.

How does this thing work?

- The doors always been open
when I've gone up to surgery.

- There must be a lever here of some sort.

- We've got to hurry.

- But where are the
stairs leading to surgery?

- I don't know, we may
find something down there.

- I am Bohemond, crusader.

What is the news from the holy land?

Has Jerusalem fallen to us yet

or does the vile Saracen still defile

her streets with his presence?

- History says Jerusalem
fell in the year 1099 A.D.

- History, what sayest thou?

1099 was only last year.

- History has become reality for him.

- Soon my knights will come
to free me and I, Bohemond,

will ride in triumph into the holy city.

- What's Cadman thinking of?

The men will become
infected in all this filth.

- Look how he changed.

- Betrophilia epidermis,
enlargement of the skin cells.

How could it hae happened so quickly?

- Help me.

These chains.

Kill, kill the infidel!

- She was so beautiful when
Dr. Cadman brought her in.

He said she had died.

- Can it be?

It's Curry, hold this.

Mr. Curry I'm Gordon Ramsay,
don't you remember me?

Dr. Ramsay.

It's the man I was convicted of murdering.

I've got to get to the
police somehow Laurie...

- Dr. Ramsay.

What are you doing here?

- What sort of man are you?

You must do something
for these people at once.

This is criminal, monstrous!

- Mungo!

- I'm sorry you saw fit to explore,

poor judgment on your part.

I wanted to spare you this, this--

- This torture chamber?

Why do you keep these people chained

to the wall like animals?

- The hour has come, rise
up and murder our torturers.

- In the name of humanity you
must do something for them.

- What happens to them is unimportant.

They've served my purpose, Daphne.

- Mungo, take him out.

- Kill, kill, kill the infidels!

Kill the Saracens!

The defilers of the faith.

The infidels, death to the infidels!

Death to them!

Come back, take off these chains!

- You've been very foolish Dr. Ramsay,

foolish and very ungrateful.

I saved your life.

- You've ruined my life.

You've destroyed at least six human beings

and Lord knows how many others.

You're a mad man with an obsession.

- Nothing, nothing will
stand in the way of my work.

- I will.

Now I must ask you to allow me to leave.

- Of course you may leave shortly.

- I mean now.

- Now?

Your sentence was to be
hanged around the neck

until you were dead

but since you're still alive

the crown has not carried
out it's sentence.

I am sorry doctor but
it may become my duty

to inform the authorities.

- Of what?

That the man I was accused
of murdering is alive

and here by your plan?

That I am here also by your plan?

- I'm at a crucial point in my work.

I need your help, I'll have it

whether you're willing or not.

Yes?

What is it?

Odo here?

Has he brought me a subject?

Bring her in.

- I suppose you're very
proud of yourself doctor?

You've achieved the complete objectivity

of the perfect scientist.

People are merely subject,

notations on a chart
have replaced emotions.

- This is not true.

Perhaps if I show you you'll understand.

Come.

Well doctor your diagnosis?

- She is alive.

- Angelina, age 33, the prime of life,

struck down by malignancy of the brain.

Angelina Cadman who's been in a coma now

for over eight months.

Waiting for a cure.

- In a coma for eight months?

And you expect a cure.

- I won't let her die, she is my wife.

- Your wife?

- You think it's been
easy Dr. Gordon Ramsay

to live with this?

To take men and turn
them into those things?

I, I who've been knighted by my queen

for my achievements in surgery.

Doctor I would put my knife
into the brains of 100 men,

1,000 and destroy them all

if I could restore her
to me for only one day

I love her, I will not
let her get away from me.

I will reach out after her
down the corridors of eternity

and I'll bring her back,
I'll bring her back.

Odo.

You will help me Dr. Ramsay.

You didn't give her the antidote.

Of course I did sir.

- She's dead.

- Dead, well I was held
up with the police sir,

must have been more than 12 hours.

- You idiot you!

- Idiot?

Medically very logical sir,

a girl suffers a relapse
and Odo becomes an idiot.

- Everything was ready, ready
for the culminating operation,

waiting only for you to
come with the subject

and you bring me a corpse.

You're usefulness is over, very well.

You shall substitute, you
shall be my next subject.

- Me sir?

But I, no sir, no, no, no.

I would never do for this sir,

why you ordered a female subject sir.

- You will have to do.

- Why, why me sir?

Why me sir when you already have

a female subject right here?

All the time right here she,
she hates you because of Mungo,

she's making trouble, why not use her?

- Yes.

- No!

- Daphne put her on the black sleep.

- Yes sir.

- Take her up to surgery at once.

What is it?

The police?

Where are they?

In the entrance hall?

Outside?

Keep them waiting a minute,

then let them in I'll
be there directly, go.

Odo.

The police are outside.

- Police?

- Yes you mustn't be found here,
you must get away directly.

You better go through
the old monks kitchen,

here, here's the key.

Sir, money, money,
money, always money.

Good evening gentlemen.

- Sir Joel Cadman?

- At your service.

- May I introduce myself,
Sargent Steele Scotland Yard,

Detective Redford, Constable Ganoid.

Are you aquatinted with Odo
the gypsy, the tattoo artist?

- I am.

- And the Miss Carmona Daly?

- No, I have not that pleasure.

- She dropped from sight after visiting

the tattoo parlor of Odo the gypsy.

- We found indications that
the gypsy might have come here.

- Yes he was here, he came to borrow money

but I wouldn't see him,

I sent my servant Casimir
to get rid of him.

- Then you have no idea

of his whereabouts or his intentions?

- No I'm sorry, I'd be only
to glad to help if I could

inspector, this fellow Odo is a somewhat

malodorous character he
once tried to blackmail me.

- Yes, you should see our
file on him at the yard.

Well forgive the intrusion
at such a late hour Sir Joel.

- Not at all, good night.

- Good night sir.

- Haven't you better be getting
ready to operate doctor?

- Well it's supposed
to be a duel operation.

- Yes, I'm going now to help
ready the other patient.

- No wait--

I can't control him.

- Mungo, back.

- He'll kill Laurie once
you're out of the room.

- No he won't.

He won't harm her as long
as she's under anesthesia.

It's only when Laurie talks or moves

or looks at him that
Mungo goes into a rage.

- Yes...

- Another infidel!

The Infidels, the Saracens,
the defilers of the faith

but in the tower up, up, and kill, kill!

- Now at once, what I do mismia.

Kill, kill, kill the infidel,
kill the defiler of the faith!

Kill!

Kill him, kill the infidel!

Kill, kill!

Kill! Kill!

Horror, the all mighty favors us.

Here he hath delivered into our hands

and our judgment the arch infidel of all,

Saraten, leader of the Saracens!

Kill, kill, kill, kill,
kill, kill him, kill.

He is dead the arch infidel is dead.

- I'm Sargent Steel of Scotland Yard

I would like to question
Dr. Cadman further.

- I'm afraid you're too late.

- Too late, why?

Constable Gannon,

will you take charge here
until your coverer comes?

- Right you are sir.

- Come along.

- What do you think will be my punishment?

- The gallows probably.

You know Odo in gypsy means cat

and cats got nine lives.

- Yeah.

- Come on.