All language subtitles for Charlie Chan in Dead Men Tell (1941) DVDRip XviD AC3 Wolfman.eng

Sixty million bucks!

Boy, I didn't know there was
that much dough in the whole world!

There ain't. Come on.

I've been looking all over
for you, Captain Kane.

- What do you want, Daniels?
- Oh, it's Miss Nodbury. She's driving me crazy.

- I told you to stay with her, didn't I? Where is she now?
- In the main cabin.

This morning, when the members
of the party met the press...

she give any sign then
of getting tough?

No. None.

- And now she don't want us to sail, huh?
- Yeah, that's right.

We've gotta sail in the morning.

- Then you'll have to speak to her.
- No, that's your job, Daniels.

You and Miss Nodbury
cooked up this treasure hunt...

built it around that old
pirate map she found.

So don't ask me to argue with her.
I'm only the master of this ship.

Hey, what's got into
that old lady anyway...

wantin' to call everything off
now that she thinks one of us is a thief.

Maybe she's right.

Yeah. Maybe she is.

- That map's worth 60 million.
- Tell me, Captain.

Why do you object to meeting
the members of our party before we sail?

An old superstition of mine,
Daniels.

I don't like people.

So I never meet my passengers
till we clear port.

We sail with the morning tide, and see that
nobody else goes aboard that ship.

And keep an eye out forJimmy Chan

He's been trying to crash
this cruise for a week

I want no coppers
or coppers'kids on my boat

If a stowaway
is my only problem, I'd be lucky

You'd better get back
to that old lady.

Help Let me go Let me go

Help Let me go
Let me go

Please let me go
Help

Hello, beautiful.
Where have you been?

Hello, beautiful.

What are you doing later?

Captain Kane?

Mr. Daniels?

My good man. Have you any idea
where they've gone?

I'm quite sure I heard somebody
walking about the deck.

Did you hear anything?

Who-Who are you?

Excuse, please.
Must ask 1,000 pardons for intrusion.

I'm Lieutenant Chan
of Honolulu Police.

Oh, then you must be Charlie Chan.

Same as humble distinction
of most worried parent.

- Are you looking for someone here?
- Yes.

Number two son, who have become
number one problem child.

Desire for ocean adventure
is ailment very much like hives-

give itch to many boys.

Finding advertisement
of treasure cruise...

plus missing toothbrush
and pajamas...

indicate number two offspring
hidden on board this ship.

And you've come to give him your blessings

Correction, please
Have come to return young sea hawk

to nest of college books.

Same must hatch diploma
before chasing wild goose.

Mr. Chan. This is a worthy
business enterprise.

My name is Patience Nodbury,
and I am not a wild goose.

Please excuse inaccurate tongue.

- Must seek for missing son.
- You need not worry about your son, Mr. Chan.

We shall not be sailing tomorrow.

No? Change of plan most sudden?

Yes.

Someone broke into my hotel room today,
looking for my treasure map.

- They steal it?
- No, no.

I was much too clever for them.

I had already divided the map
into four parts.

I have one. I sent the other pieces
to three members of our party.

And I am the only one
who knows who has them.

Then when we reach the island,
the map will be reassembled.

Person who try to steal map
was member of cruise party?

I am convinced of it. And I won't budge
an inch until I have uncovered him.

Most clever.

Shh!

I came to search for black sheep
and find only black cat.

Most curious objects
for treasure cruise.

Until recently,
Captain Kane used the ship as a museum.

He specialized in
the history of piracy.

Ancestor portraits of Captain Kane?

No. These are famous pirates.

CalicoJim.
You surely read about him.

Romito the Bloody, who first
buried treasure on Cocos Island.

Oh, and this strange-looking
object with the spikes...

is an ancient instrument of torture
known as the iron maiden.

"Matthew Nodbury."
You enjoy similar name, Miss Nodbury.

My grandfather.
He made the map I found.

And if you think I'm ashamed
of him, you're mistaken.

- Oh, my heart.
- Please.

Oh, no. I'm all right. Thanks.
The cat gave me such a terrible fright.

But you needn't come for me tonight,
Black Hook. I'm not ready.

Come for you?

He was hanged for murder and piracy,
over a hundred years ago.

And every time a Nodbury dies,
he comes to escort us into the other world.

First you hear the tap of his wooden leg.
Then the scratch of his iron hook upon the door.

But we Nodburys are not afraid.

Man has learned much
who has learned how to die.

Uh, must excuse. Must seek permission
to search vessel for stowaway.

And I must go to bed. If you find the captain
or Mr. Daniels, your luck is better than mine.

- Good night, Mr. Chan.
- May dreams of beauty and felicity fill your night.

Thank you.

¶¶

Excuse, please.
You are Mr. Daniels?

Where may captain
or Mr. Daniels be found?

They've gone ashore.
Try the office.

Thank you.

You-

You have come for me, Black Hook.

I- I'm not afraid.

I will take your hand.

We'll have no trouble finding the kid.
The only ones on board...

are Miss Nodbury
and the Chinese cook.

And gentleman in that cabin.

Well, there's nobody in there.

Will look, please.

Who is it?

Oh, Mr. Lydig.
Didn't know you'd come aboard.

It's the only way I could make it if we're
going to leave at 7:00 in the morning.

- Have a drink?
- Yeah. Thanks.

- Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?
- Oh, uh, Mr. Chan, Mr. Lydig.

How do you do?
It's a pleasure, sir.

Pleasure is mutual.

Bill Lydig's a newspaperman
St. Louis Sun-Herald.

Just been assigned
to cover the treasure hunt

That's right.

Was under impression Bill Lydig,
famous newspaperman...

had been called to ancestors
six months ago

He died?

Uh, perhaps merely rumor.

That was my brother Phil. Phil Lydig.
He was on the same paper too.

So sorry to revive unhappy memories.

Oh. That's all right.

Sorry to disturb you, Mr. Lydig.
Couldn't figure who was in here.

- Well, see you in the morning.
- Right.

Excuse, please.

Funny I didn't see him come aboard.

- You know Mr. Lydig long time?
- No, he contacted Miss Nodbury yesterday...

- and I signed him up this afternoon.
- SteveI Hello, Steve

- Hello, Thomasson.
- Ah.

I was at a picture show when you phoned.
You know, a sailorman's last night in port.

- I never phoned you, Mr. Thomasson.
- What?

You didn't leave word for me
to come aboard at once, tonight?

- No.
- Somebody must be kidding me.

I broke my neck getting down here
I packed and checked out in an hour

Say, who plays bad jokes like that?

There's a mystery for you, Mr. Chan.

Method sometimes hide
in madness of practical joke.

Chan? Charlie Chan?
Say, this is a pleasure.

I've read a lot about you.
You sailing with us?

- Sorry.
- Well, I am disappointed.

- I like to travel with interesting people.
- He's looking for his boy.

Mr. Thomasson's in the rare
coin business, Baltimore.

Numismatician.

Uh, yes.
Well, I used to be.

Now I'm going to live a life I've dreamed
about for years. Life aboard an old sailing ship.

Adventure. The South Seas. You know,
I could never afford it before, Mr. Chan.

It's the first time
I ever been on a ship too.

I'm an awful lubber.
I don't know one line from another one.

Uh, yeah.
Well, I guess I'll go forward and unpack.

Kate! What are you doing here?
What made you scream?

There's something in that box.
It's alive. It's moaning.

Oh, you're just hearing things.

Familiar moan betray favorite son.

Please, can explain why I find
black sheep in ancient coffin?

Yes. I- I mean, no. That is, there's something
very mysterious going on around here.

And now mystery
completely solved, huh?

Well, not exactly. While I was investigating,
somebody hit me over the head.

See?

Look for iron instrument
slightly damaged trying to crack hard nut.

Oh, Pop.

Young lady's arrival unobserved?

Well, there wasn't anyone
around, so I came down here.

You see, Steve left me a message
at the hotel to come aboard at once.

What? Why, I never phoned.

But there was a message from you.

Stupid idea of a joke,
getting us all down here this way.

Say, Pop. There's somebody
aboard this ship with a wooden leg.

As I was coming to,
I heard somebody come from that direction

It sounded as if he was
walking on a peg leg.

Maybe he had a cane.

Well, anyway, one leg made
a tap, tap sound as he walked off.

That way, I think. And all the time there
was strange music, like somebody cryin'.

Have also heard music.
Same comes from ocarina...

favorite instrument
of ancient pirates.

Gee! Ghost music.

One moment, please Most odd Miss Nodbury
not respond to young lady's screams

- Is she on board?
- Perhaps the old lady's a sound sleeper.

Would suggest quick glance
into her cabin.

Oh.

All right.

- Young lady is girlfriend?
- Well, I, uh- I don't know yet...

but she's on the expedition,
so wish me luck.

Operator of typewriting machine
can afford expensive trip?

Amazing. Now how did you know
Miss Ransome was a typist?

Condition of fingertips
peculiar to occupation.

Miss Nodbury?

Miss Nodbury?

Steve!

Steve!

Miss Nodbury.

Why, she's-

Must have been her heart. She was only
telling us this morning it gave her trouble.

- But she looks so frightened.
- Yes

Like she'd seen a ghost

Ghost? Gee!

That's right. She sort of believed
in ghosts, didn't she?

Yes, she did.

- I guess this ends the cruise.
- No, we'll carry on.

That was her agreement with Captain Kane
We'll sail as soon as possible

- Without key to treasure?
- The map? Why, Captain Kane has that.

Correction, please. Old lady divide map
into four fragments to guard secret.

- She didn't tell me.
- She feared robbery...

and was determined to delay sailing
to try and catch thief.

I can't believe it.
What'll I do now, call a doctor?

- No. Call police.
- The police? What for?

- This is homicide.
- Oh, boy! A murder case!

Say, Pop, maybe she did suspect somebody,
and that's why she was killed.

You know, "dead men tell no tales"

Contradiction, please
Dead lady tell much

Miss Nodbury saw pirate ancestor
in this room tonight.

- The ghost of Black Hook?
- Mmm.

I can't buy that, Mr. Chan.

According to family legend,
ghost of pirate with wooden leg...

scratch on door with iron hook
to summon member of household...

to join ancestors.

We all heard that one.

Please. Observe in carpet.

Prints of peg leg
sometimes used by ancient sailing men.

On door, scratches made by iron hook,
used as substitute hand.

Those are freshly made
scratches, all right.

Well, that's no proof
that somebody played ghost.

Observe. Fragment of
imitation beard.

Theatrical makeup.

- Black beard too
- Same used by impersonator of Black Hook

But why would anybody do
such an incredible thing?

Ah, she didn't. There's no sign of violence-
not a mark on her.

- Nobody's been in here.
- Horrible illusion of ghost designed to stop weak heart.

- Same leave no trace.
- Get it? You can scare a person to death...

but when you do it
deliberately, that's murder.

Say, Pop. Then I really did
hear the killer.

And that was his peg leg I heard
walking away from here.

I can't believe it's murder.
Who'd want to kill that sweet old lady?

Perhaps person desiring map
to hidden treasure.

Believe envelope for same
on table to be empty.

That's right, Pop.
It is empty.

"Matthew Nodbury, code map to Cocos Island."
The killer got it!

Maybe she's hid it
someplace in here.

Please. Please.
Touch nothing.

Must summon police.

Pop Oh, Pop I've got a theory

- But first I must know one thing.
- So little?

Say, who among the passengers
knew that Miss Nodbury had a weak heart...

and that she believed in a ghost?

- Why, all of us on the expedition, I guess.
- They were her favorite stories.

- What are you driving at?
- There you are. There's your list of suspects. The passengers.

- Now just a minute.
- Please. Desire names of absent treasure hunters.

- They're not on board.
- Names, please.

Well, there's a Mr. LaFarge from New Orleans,
a woman doctor name of Bonney...

- and there's Mr. and Mrs. Thursday.
- Charlie

Where are you, darling?

Why, Pop. Have you got a girlfriend
waiting for you upstairs?

Only girlfriend is
honorable wife in Honolulu.

Who occupies cabins aft?

Captain Kane and I have the one on the right
and Mr. and Mrs. Thursday the other one.

Oh, just like a hotel.

Never a minute to yourself when
you could use a minute. Who is it?

The police.

The police?

Come in.

- Hello, Charlie.
- Steve, you pick a fine time to play jokes.

Oh, the new stewards- they're cute.

Just a minute, Laura.
This is Lieutenant Chan and his son.

- Mr. and Mrs. Thursday, an old married couple.
- How do you do?

About two hours old?

No, three. We hate receptions...

so we drove
straight from the church.

We didn't see a soul on deck,
did we, darling?

You are in cabin long time?

No. Just this minute.
Haven't had time to take my hat off yet. See?

Well, what's, uh-what's up?

- I hope it's murder.
- It is.

- Miss Nodbury. She has been murdered.
- Oh!

It's all right, darling.
Now, d-don't worry. Please.

You heard no scream?

Uh, no.
I, uh, don't recall any.

- Mr. Chan seems to think she was killed by a ghost.
- A ghost?

Well, we didn't run across any ghosts,
if that's any help.

Look, Pop.
An actor's makeup box.

- And just what the ghost of Black Hook would wear.
- That's mine.

You hear that?
A confession.

- Why did you murder Miss Nodbury?
- What?

What's this got to do
with murdering anybody?

Black Hook's beard.

You idiot. That's a lace piece-
a toupee.

The brother of this one.

Now, you blundering fool,
my wife knows everything.

Sorry I deceived you, dear.

So that's why you kept
your hat on all the time.

What a relief. Now you know the worst about me.
Will you love me with less glamour?

Darling, I'd love you
if you had a wooden leg.

Please.

Modest offspring desire
much information.

Would like to know
if you possess wooden leg.

What? No.

Well, somebody on this
boat's got a wooden leg.

Now wait a minute.
Now you're going too far.

What's more, I resent your going through
my baggage without permission or a warrant.

- I'll thank you to get out of here.
- Portrait of indignation...

much more convincing
in Mr. Parks's latest motion picture.

Gee! A movie star. I knew I had
seen you somewhere before.

Can I have your autograph,
Mr. Parks?

And I thought I was
traveling incognito.

I can see this trip's going to give us
about as much privacy as a feature preview.

That's good enough for me.

Please, forgive duty of intrusion.

- Well, don't make it a habit.
- Jimmy.

Hey, don't forget
the autograph, huh?

Hey, Pop. You're not going to swallow
that story, are ya?

Swallow much but digest little.

Look out. Look out. The cops. Hit it.
Cheese it. The cops.

Murder. Murder. Murder.

Hello, big boy
Big boy

Come up and see me sometime.

Anytime.

Yes. Believe wise bird
can tell much.

You said it.
You said it, sweetheart.

Whatever took you
down there, Mr. Chan?

- Desire for knowledge.
- Well, did you find anything?

Only that man with ear to keyhole
betray excessive curiosity.

- Oh, I wasn't eavesdropping.
- Oh, thank you, darling That's fine

Excuse me. Excuse me.
We're going ashore.

Can't afford to be mixed up
in any police investigations.

- Correction, please.
- Hmm?

No one may leave ship
without permission from police.

- Now wait a minute, Mr. Chan. This isn't a murder case yet.
- That's right.

Jimmy, find telephone
and report events to police headquarters.

Okay.

Pop, you won't be sorry
I'm around to help you.

- Where you going?
- To call the police.

Mind if I go with you?
Time I called my city desk.

- This is the sweetest murder yarn I ever saw.
- You're a reporter, aren't you?

- You're a detective, all right.
- How'd you know?

- Oh, anybody can tell that.
- Gee, thanks.

- Shall we go?
- After you.

Oh, no. You go first.

Too bad we couldn't find that
$60 million map before the cops get here.

- It's safe enough.
- You'll give me a half hour on this story before...

- you call the police, won't you?
- I couldn't do that.

Say, there's no place open here
to phone this time of night.

Oh, yes, there is.
There's a drugstore just around the corner.

What was that?

Must have been a flying fish.

- I'd sure like to catch one.
- You almost did.

By the way, Mr. Chan,
what's your theory?

We'll have to look for
a man with a wooden leg.

- Can I quote you?
- Sure.

- And according to you-
- Say!

The peg leg.
He was on the boat.

The footprints go that way.

- Let's follow them.
- I've got to call my paper first, but you go ahead.

- Want me to call the police for you?
- Yeah Will ya?

- Sure.
- Thanks

¶¶

¶¶

- Hey, you looking for trouble?
- No. Legs.

- What?
- Wooden legs. Excuse me.

That guy must be screwy.

Be careful, buddy.

That's mahogany.
Scratches easy.

Blimey, you missedI Now watch meI

Why don't you look
where you're going?

Don't you see you're spoiling the blooming game?
Now hop it, before I-

All right, Harry.

- ¶¶
- Hello, beautiful.

- I do mean you. I do.
- Why, Captain Kane.

- Am I glad to see you.
- You still hanging around?

How long have you been in here?

What business is that of yours?

Haven't you heard
about Miss Nodbury?

- What about her?
- She's dead.

- What happened? Her heart?
- Murder.

Murder. Murder.

- Shut up, Gertie!
- Insolent fellow.

Well, what are you staring at me for?
I didn't kill her. And I didn't steal her map.

How did you know it was stolen?

No other reason to kill her.

They're looking for me, I suppose.

Yeah.

Come on, Gertie.
I guess we better go aboard.

¶¶

Don't follow me.

¶¶

Gene.

Back so soon?
I suppose you didn't follow my advice.

No. No, I didn't.

Gene, you've got to
tell them about Miss Nodbury.

They'll never suspect you

Do as I say.
It's very important to your case.

How can I help you if you don't
follow my instructions?

I can't.
I'm afraid.

Believe me, Gene. I know best.
I've handled more difficult cases.

Her eyes.
The way they stared at me.

I can still see them
when I close my own.

Stop talking that way.
Do you hear me? Stop it.

Do you want to ruin
everything I've done for you?

All right. Don't worry.

¶¶

Hey. What are you hanging around here for?
You looking for somebody?

- Why, no.
- Oh, you're here spying on me, huh?

- No, I'm not. I'm-
- What have you got on me?

- Nothing.
- Oh, one of those guys that won't talk, huh?

- Well-
- Well, get this. I don't like your face nohow.

- So get out of here!
- Well, all right.

- You want to make something out of it, huh?
- No, I don't.

Well, get going!

Hey! If you can't swim, walk!

It ain't deep

Pop Oh, Pop

There's a man and a woman.
I mean, there's a man.

He was on board this ship,
and he killed Miss Nodbury.

The woman wants him
to confess, and-

There they are!

I saw you, and you can't deny it.

This is Dr. Bonney and Mr. LaFarge,
members of the expedition.

Yeah, there must be some mistake.
They just came aboard.

Got the same mysterious
phone call we did.

Evidence indicate number two son...

all wet, as usual.

But, Pop, I heard him say he was in
Miss Nodbury's cabin when she was dead.

It was in a sailor's café
where I was following a wooden leg

She wants him to admit everything
so that he'll look innocent.

Please, please.

Can Mr. LaFarge unscramble
foolish spoken statements...

by expensively educated offspring?

Now's your chance, Gene.

That's all right.
Don't worry.

Mr. Chan, my work is
in psychoanalysis...

and Mr LaFarge is
a patient of mine

This cruise-
it's supposed to help me.

He suffers from
an anxiety neurosis...

and a fear of facing
unpleasant situations.

His impulse is to always
run away from trouble.

Well, what's abnormal about that?

Trouble, like first love,
teach many lessons.

Quite right, Mr. Chan.

Difficulties can only
be conquered by facing them.

All right.
I'll tell everything.

Splendid.

Mr. Chan, on the way
to our cabins...

I saw Miss Nodbury in hers
lying on the floor.

I thought she'd fainted,
but she was dead.

- Yes.
- It was heart failure.

Timid man very positive
without autopsy.

That was my diagnosis.

I sent my patient for help.

My courage failed me.
I was coming back here...

when I saw him trying to hit...

this young man with a belaying pin.

Who, me? You're crazy.

No, not crazy,
just a little neurotic.

I was too frightened
to call a warning.

- You dropped the pin in the water.
- What?

Did I try and hit you
with a pin I dropped?

Why, no.
You said it was a fish.

Poor fish better wiggle
into dry clothing.

I'll borrow some of your clothes, Mr. Daniels.
We're both about the same size.

- Say-
- Thanks. I'll be right back, Pop.

Now, please, after offspring overhear
conversation in café-

We decided to return here
and tell what we knew.

Did Miss Nodbury confide
portion of map to you?

No. No, she didn't.

My theory: Person who desires
secret of treasure map...

would kill for same.

All who possess map fragments
stand in danger of death.

Well, there's time enough to worry about
that when the police say she was murdered.

- Steve's right.
- May be too late.

Entire party here now.
Would suggest...

all holders of map fragments...

present same to me for protection.

But, Mr. Chan, I understood
that Miss Nodbury...

didn't want the map put together
until we anchored off Cocos Island.

So.

Your portion of map, please.

Did she send you one, Laura?

Give it up, darling.
Mr. Chan is right.

A corpse has no place
on a honeymoon.

Is it the real McCoy?

Most possible McCoy.

Now only three pieces missing.

Well, I'm not sold on your murder
theory, Mr. Chan, but if you're right...

I don't want this map
to get me slaughtered in my sleep.

Most wise decision.

Also McCoy.

¶¶

That weird music again.

Knowledge of same betray presence
on ship at moment of murder.

She knows something.

Black Hook.

Boo!

Gee, Pop, I'm sorry I scared you.

Please explain Halloween joke.

It didn't work. I thought I could
make him admit he was Black Hook.

- What?
- I found this disguise in his cabin.

- Well, I never saw it before.
- It was hidden under a raincoat...

in the closet where
he hangs his clothes.

- Well, I didn't put it there.
- Please, go seek proper clothing.

¶¶

That music- it's starting again.

Seems to come from the forecastle.

Anxious to meet
maker of ghost music.

Please, act as guide.

You alone here?

When you make music earlier,
who passed this way?

- Who'd he say?
- His tongue say no person.

He make music simply
for own amusement.

Well, that's that.

Two entrances to main cabin...

give killer two roads for escape.

- Who occupy cabin?
- Mr. Thomasson.

PopI

Oh, Pop! Pop!

- Yes? What trouble now?
- No trouble.

- Then why so much confusion?
- I just wanted to show you my new outfit.

- Not bad, huh?
- You split up two of my best suits.

The others were kind of tight
under the arms. But this one-

Hey.

- A piece of Miss Nodbury's map.
- That isn't mine.

Somebody must have put it there.
Why, she didn't send me any part of that map.

Now only one piece missing.

Contradiction, please.
Still three pieces missing.

- You had your pocket picked on this ship?
- Have not been on other ship.

You were with him all the time
after he got the other pieces.

Go ahead and search me then,
but don't frame me.

HelpI HelpI Let go of meI

- That's Mr. LaFarge's voice.
- HelpI Mr ChanI

Lights!
Turn on the lights!

- Where are the lights?
- Light's on now.

- What's the matter? What are you talking about?
- I've been robbed.

My portion of the map, it's-
Miss Nodbury sent it to me.

- And one of you is a thief!
- Now take it easy, old man. Take it easy.

- Now tell us what happened.
- I came from my cabin.

It was dark in here.
I was looking for the light switch and-

Gene Why are you so excited?

Someone seized me and put his hand
right into the pocket where I keep my map.

- I thought I had him, but-
- Have you seen Kate?

No, I haven't.

Failure of police to arrive
most mysterious.

That reporter, Lydig.
Say, maybe he didn't call the police.

But he offered to do it for me.

Mr. Thomasson, you will please
go ashore and notify police.

- Is it necessary?
- Please.

- All right, if you say so.
- Mr ChanI

Kate isn't in her cabin, and she wasn't
on deck while we were there.

She was looking at
a magazine when I left here

Mr. LaFarge, are you sure it was a man
who attacked you in the dark?

Well, no, I- I'm not sure.

Now listen, Mr. Detective,
one more crack out of you and I'll-

Interruption, please.

Kate!

- What an awful death.
- Gee, it's full of iron spikes.

Correction, please. This is museum piece.
Spikes only made of rubber.

She's going to be all right.
Just fainted.

She's coming out of it now.

There. Do you feel better,
my dear?

There you are now.
Quiet.

Loss of consciousness
caused by discovery of escaped murderer...

sitting in same cabin?

Yes. He was sitting there.

Mr. Lydig aware magazine picture
betray real identity?

Yes. He saw me recognize it...

but before I could scream
his hand was over my mouth.

Then I fainted.

Mighty funny he fooled everybody
on this boat so easily.

What? Why, Mr. Chan,
I never saw Lydig before this afternoon.

Escaped criminal sought
hideout on cruise to desert island

When he said he was a reporter I had no reason
to doubt. You'd have believed him yourself.

Is Mr. Lydig friend of Captain Kane?

- I'm sure he isn't
- Where is captain?

Mr Chan, do you know none of us
have ever seen Captain Kane?

Mr. LaFarge, what are you doing?

My nerves.
When they're upset I calm them...

by walking a straight line
with my eyes closed.

Huh. That's a funny one.

My doctor's advice.
It's very difficult.

- What, walk a straight line?
- With your eyes closed.

I can do that blindfolded.

You can? I don't believe it.

Here, I'll prove it to you.

Here, tie any kind of a knot.

Now turn me around three times.

- You do it.
- Okay.

One.

Two.

Three. Now put me
on a straight line.

Uh, a plank on the deck
or something.

You're on it now.

- How am I doing?
- You amaze me.

- How does it feel?
- Just like walking on air.

Watching you makes me feel dizzy.

Oh, I could go on like this forever.

It's unbelievable.

Hey, the deck feels kind of funny...

like it's about to fall
from under me any minute.

Well, that was easy.

HeyI

Hey, Pop! Help!

HelpI

Hey, PopI PopI

- Who's hollerin'?
- Inimitable lung power of number two son.

HelpI Hey, PopI

PopI Drop me a ropeI

Throw life preserver.

Now can explain presence in ocean?

Mr. LaFarge. He made me
walk the plank.

And then I saw Black Hook up here.
He went that way.

When I visit hold of ship,
hatch was open.

- Now same closed.
- The crew handles that heavy cover...

but they haven't come aboard yet.

- Black Hook- he did it.
- But why?

Investigation best way
to find answer.

Gee, I'd hate to have to look
for a black cat down here.

I'll have a light in a minute.

This is where we stow
our diving equipment.

- Yes, I know
- Oh, you've been down here before.

Mmm.

Hey, Pop, somebody might have used this rope
to climb up and down from deck.

Rope not here during earlier visit.

It wasn't?

Shh.

Doctor seek privacy in
darkness of ship's hold?

Oh, no. Just looking for my trunk.

- What? Without a light?
- I had these matches.

- Baggage not yet on board.
- That's what I found out.

You'd better tell Mr. LaFarge
to be careful. He tried to drown me.

I'm sure Mr. LaFarge meant no harm.

In psychoanalysis we teach our people
not to resist certain impulses.

Understand perfectly, Dr. Bonney.

Why, it's Mr. Lydig.

Dead. Suffocation.

But, Pop, why was he killed?

Dead men tell no tales

There he is.

You-You got me on that plank, and when I fell
in the water you left me there to drown.

I'm awfully sorry, but I've always
wanted to do that to someone.

You can't imagine
how good it made me feel.

- You were on deck. You must've seen Black Hook.
- I saw no one.

Mr. Chan, why should anyone
put Mr. Lydig in that awful thing?

It's- It's insane.

Perhaps insane act designed
to direct suspicion...

toward person of unsound mind.

Which one of us could that be?

Mr. Chan, you seem convinced
the killer is one of us.

HelloI What are you all doing down here?

I-I phoned the police.
They're on their way.

- Now can report second murder.
- Second murder?

- Mr. Lydig.
- Lydig! Do you know the police said he never phoned them?

Say, Pop, maybe he didn't phone
the police either. Shall I check on his call?

No. Parent will do same
for best results. Excuse.

Must go ashore.

Request everyone remain
with number two son in main cabin.

You die as you leave me to die

You die as you leave me to die

You die as you leave me to die.

Help! Let me out of here!
Help! Help!

Shut up.

Captain Kane.
Lieutenant Chan.

What do you want?

Please.
Have no need for weapon.

Mysterious captain who avoid
passengers have secret reason.

- That's my business.
- Two murders make it police business.

- Two?
- Reporter Lydig second victim.

I know nothing about it.

- You desire death of enemy.
- What do you mean?

Wise bird imitate master's words
spoken in private.

Thought of killing afford sea captain
much secret pleasure.

Why do you say that?

Talking bird repeat
your threat to hated one:

"You die as you leave me to die."

And you are pleased
to hear enemy reply...

"Help! Let me out of here."

You don't know a thing.
You're guessing.

Can explain possession of ticket
on board night plane for Panama-

also charter papers for fast yacht-
both in fictitious names?

They're not mine, but they're proof-
proof of what he's planning to do.

- Who?
- I found them in the cabin.

Whose cabin, please?

I don't name names.
I'll handle him my way.

We were partners once-
partners for the treasure of Peru.

We got to Cocos
after a couple of years...

and we found what no other
treasure hunter had ever found-

markers-
markers left by Black Hook-

human skulls buried in the sand-
but we didn't know how to read them.

You know, Mr. Chan,
greed does funny things to people.

He wanted to hog all the gold.

So he left me there.

Left me marooned without water
in that boiling sun.

He went to get big money
so he could make a real search.

I'd have died if a whaler
hadn't picked me up.

He don't know I'm alive.
You see, we both go by new names now.

You remain absent from ship
to hide identity from him.

When I got the Nodbury charter, I let him
know about the cruise. He jumped for the bait.

He's here now.

Yet captain make no move
to kill enemy.

I told you before, I'll handle him my way

I'll leave him on that island
to starve the way he left me

Person desiring map evident killer.

- Name, please.
- Not from me, you don't get it.

- He's a smart actor.
- Name, please.

Operator, please get me
police headquarters.

Lieutenant Chan speaking.

Homicide.
Oh, hello, Charlie.

Yeah, we know about
the death on the Suva Star

Fellow named Jed Thomasson phoned.
Said he was calling for you.

Yeah, Thomasson.
Inspector Vesey should be there right now.

Thank you. Will find
Inspector Vesey.

- Excuse, please.
- Well, now what's wrong?

Don't ask me to go back on that awful boat.
I won't do it.

You overhear conversation between
Captain Kane and self, yet remain quiet as mouse.

We didn't hear a thing.

How could we? We just came in

Question, please.
Motion picture actor...

famous he-man who explores
strange places?

Well, that was before I met Laura.
I'm a reformed character now.

You visit Cocos Island?

- Well, how did you know?
- Merely ask question.

- Darling, you never told me.
- Well, I was planning a surprise.

- Why do you ask?
- Because person I seek once live on island of treasure.

- What are you driving at?
- PopI

Hey, Pop!

- We got him. The cops are bringing him over now.
- Inspector.

Hello, Charlie. We got here just in time.
Everybody was leaving the ship.

Somebody turned the lights out,
and when they came on again-

I know. Old story.
Cabin empty.

- Anyway, we got the killer.
- Yes?

The kid's got a head
on his shoulders.

- Very good news, if true.
- Here they come now.

They said they were afraid
to stay on the ship

Yeah, we found them trying to get off the dock

There he is.

Steve Daniels was my man
from the start.

He's the only person
who could have killed Miss Nodbury.

Your son's evidence convinced me, Charlie.
Daniels had both motive and opportunity.

What motive?

You were afraid Miss Nodbury
would call the cruise off...

and force you to return the money
you'd collected- money you've spent.

He wanted the map
and the $60 million for himself.

He killed Lydig because he was competition.
He was trying to get the map too.

- And didn't I find a piece of the map in his pocket?
- That was my piece of the map.

No one stole it from me.
I- I lied to you.

I was afraid. I hid the map
in Mr. Daniels's coat so it wouldn't be taken.

I thought it would be safe
there for a few hours.

- Why you claim robbery?
- If it was known I didn't have it...

no one would attack me or hurt me.

Now that the killer is caught,
you can return the map to Mr. LaFarge.

Single fragment of
treasure secret useless...

until three missing pieces found.

We'll go aboard now and take
everybody's statement Sergeant, get the coroner

Will you all please
return to the ship?

The inspector's all through now.
Got a good case against Daniels.

Then it's okay to let everybody
come off the ship?

Yep, that's right, but check 'em.

Oh, it's you, Lieutenant Chan.
Good night, sir.

- Good night.
- Good night, Officer.

- Good night. Names, please.
- Mr. and Mrs. Thursday.

- Jed Thomasson.
- Right.

- Good night, Mr. Chan.
- Good night.

I'm mighty glad that boy of yours
didn't suspect me. He builds up a case.

- Gee, thanks.
- Well, good night.

I still don't believe
Steve is your man.

The inspector's satisfied,
and that's good enough for me.

- Good night.
- Oh, Mr Thomasson

- Yeah?
- Where can we find a taxi?

Up at the corner,
if we can find the corner

Hey, Pop.

You're not sore at me
for solving the case, are you?

Permit temporary arrest
of innocent man in order to catch killer.

But we've got him.
Steve's locked up now.

No. Now is time to set trap
for real murderer.

A trap?
Can I help?

Killer now possess
three pieces of treasure map

but secret cannot be read
without fragment in parent's pocket.

But, Pop, you mustn't do that.
You're using yourself to bait a trap.

Innocent man in jail.

You, remain here.

Keep ears wide awake.

Guard police whistle, and when you hear
parent give signal with mouth music so-

- blow whistle to summon help.
- Maybe you ought to lend me your gun too.

Bullet from killer much easier to take
than bullet from number two son.

Shh.

Oh, Mr Chan

I'm lost. How does one get out
of this shipyard?

Policeman on dock
will escort you to gate.

- But I can't find the dock.
- I'm returning towards same.

Then I'll stay with you,
if you don't mind.

Mr. Chan, I'd like to have
my piece of the map now.

Eagerness for return of map
most excessive.

I wouldn't want anything
to happen to it.

Inside pocket like vault in bank.

- You have been to sea before?
- Yes. Why do you ask?

Killer who seek map
is person familiar with the sea.

And with use of Black Hook disguise
could be either man or woman...

with much opportunity to commit
both crimes without observation.

You have no idea who killer is?

You're not accusing me, are you?

What is it?

Allow me to present
long-sought killer.

Have been expecting you,
Mr. Thomasson.

All right. Let me have
the rest of the map.

You cause death of
Miss Nodbury and Mr. Lydig.

Yeah, and I'm not stopping there.
Come on. Give me the rest of the map.

Come on! You know
what dead men tell?

What you two know you're gonna take
to the bottom of the harbor.

Lydig picked your pocket in the dark to get
the two pieces of the map.

That's why he died.
Now I've got the four pieces.

Walk over there.
Hurry up! Come on!

In an hour I'll be
on the plane for Panama.

In a week I'll be at Cocos
collecting plenty for all this trouble.

Turn around and face the water.

You'll be found floating. No bullet wounds-
just an accidental death.

Well, Jed, you marooned me
on that island without water.

Left me to die in that blazing sun.

I swore I'd get you for that.

Please, Captain Kane.
Mr. Thomasson my prisoner.

The law will maroon him
in death cell of San Quentin.

I guess that'll have to suit me.

- What is it, Charlie?
- Self-confessed murderer.

Search will reveal treasure map
in Thomasson pocket.

Take him away.

He has my piece of the map.
I want it back.

Timid man's map safe
in inspector's pocket.

- Where you going, Charlie?
- Have one more mystery to solve-

disappearance of number two son.

Oh, I forgot to tell you-

Again?

Will remove menace
to navigation at once.

- Hey, where do you think you're going?
- Number two son.

All right, but use the back door when you go out.
I got this all cleaned up.

Gee, Pop, how'd you find me?

Inspector Vesey say flying fish
come here to dry out.

I'm awful sorry
I missed your signal.

Please, save alibi
for autobiography.

Time to go home.
Come on.

Hey, Pop, not that door.
It's dangerous.

- Oh.
- I might have caused you a lot of trouble...

but I saved you
from a bath in the harbor.

That's the door I fell out of.

Honolulu directly west.