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Matches, razorblades..

Hello, some matches.. - There you are sir..

Thank you.. - Thank you sir..

Razorblades, matches..

I'll be leaving in an hour.. Will you get my bill ready?

Yes,Mr Forrester...

Come in.. - Sir?

How did you know I was leaving?

I see my suitcases are packed.. Are you a mind reader?

Your suitcase?.. No..

No.. No.. No!

The gentleman in room 34.. His suitcase has been packed..

Been packed? - Yes..

What did he say, did he seem worried? - No..

He only arrived yesterday from Paris He doesn't know what it really means..

We must get rid of him.. Go fetch his luggage.. I'll call a taxi..

We called a taxi for you sir..

My suitcases were packed.. A taxi's been called..

Has my bill paid too?

A murder, call the police!

Razorblades.. Matches..

I've only been in London about an hour..

And right away its offering me something interesting..

Yup, that’s London...

Sergeant Cannings here.. Please make it fast, will you..

Did you get inspector Finch? - Just a moment sir

I feel sorry for Finch..

If he doesn't put an end to these crimes.. His own career will come to an end..

Mr Finch, telephone for you..

Come right in,Mrs Hodgkis I'm only in my bath..

Well who is it, a man or a woman?

Do you think I'd let you talk to a woman when you're in the bath tub?

Thank you..

Finch.. What?

Alright sargent,come and pick me up..

Hello Finch, am I too early?

Morning Curtis, our weekend is out, I’m afraid..

Another knife murder.. - That's gruesome!

They don’t even lay off at weekends. Those guys need a union to get..

rid of weekends, work...

Please take the time, to get dressed correctly..

They’re doing a lot of photos at crime-scenes.

Yes yes.. - Is this the day your cousin is coming?

Oh,that's right, I nearly forgot.. He’s from Scotland,

a crazy guy... - Well, he can learn getting scared here.

Move along.. Just use the other side of the road...

Please step back..

Who are you, sir?

Right into the heart.. Brandsby,Dr Brandsby..

I just came by, and thought I could help..

Thank you..

I also, came to his conclusion, inspector..

I hunt for sounds. But I hadn’t put my machine on as he screamed...

What do you want, who are you? - That's alright,he's my cousin..

Well Arnold, I didn't expect to see you here..

Is this a microphone? - As mentioned - I’m hunting for sounds..

For example, the constable over there, his roughneck voice, is a real treasure...

That's the 4th one, inspector.

Strange suitcase, and a knife to the back...

Question for Scotland Yard... Is this a serial-Killer?

Don't be perky.. or the next could be a reporter..

The suitcase was his? - Yes sir..

His travelling bag is missing.

Are you crazy, just get it back here. - Straight away sir..

Just a minute, can I get a picture? - You're too late..

Can we get him back, just for a second.. - No we can't!

Why don't you use one of your buddies, instead..

Well, he wouldn't have a knife in the back..

A reporter should have a little imagination..

If you don't have a knife Use a fork..

Razorblades, matches..

Another murder on Bishop street, Knife murderer strikes again..

Thank you..

Who are you?

What are you doing here?

What are you doing with my passport?

I just wanted to make sure if it is really you.

Humphrey Curtis, born in Templeton, Texas..

You have to know me. - Why?

About ten years ago,

I lived in the same boarding house in Templeton, Texas.

But back then you were only this tall

and were bald.

And your right leg was shorter than your left one..

Congratulations Mr Curtis..

You made something out of yourself, here in London.

What do you mean?

That you live under a false name.

I've observed you for a few days.

Found out that you have quite some money.

Noble club, and so forth.

To be perfectly clear,

It will cost you a little something, Mr. Curtis

Or, I have to report you to Scotland Yard.

Just a moment, my friend, Tom Garnett..

How come you know my name?

I've noticed you observing me

and I amused myself observing you.

And do you want to know, what I learned?

You escaped from Dartmoor, 6 months ago..

You still have two years, to serve there,

not accounting the breakout.

Who are you, Sir?

You have bad luck, my friend. You clashed with a criminologist.

Crim... criminologist? - Yes. Even the police asks me sometimes

if they don't have a clue.

Do you by chance, know the gentleman

who comes to visit me?

Inspector Finch!

Sir, if I promise you...

would you allow me to leave through the window...

Here I am again... - Hello Finch..

Well, did you finally get your knife killer?

No clue, and no suspect, no traces..

And no motive..

I only found my cousin Wickerly, at the crime-scene...

How do you do, Mr Wickerly..

What's this gadget you've got here?

That's a good question, he's glued to it...

Well it's quite precious, like a Stradivari...

You see, I’m a sound hound,Mr.. Curtis.. Mr Curtis..

Sounds are fascinating indeed..

From the high pitch of Callas to the sigh of the plant louse...

Do you want a little sample? - Some other time..

I'd like you to do me a favour..

You have in your library, a certain book, I'd like to borrow..

It's a book listing all the crimes, of professional performers..

Yes, wait a second..

But tell me.. Why performers?

That's easy, the knife killer, must be an artist..

He always hits right into the heart...

And from a distance of at least 50 metres.

That doesn't necessarily follow, that the murderer is a professional..

In some regions of south east Asia,

knife throwing is a common practise..

Oh,Robin, if you’re going to Asia.. you’ve got to take me with you...

Yes, this is the book.. "Crimes of Artists"..

The author is called Humphrey Curtis..

I should have known.. Why didn't I remember?

You write books? - Curtis is, above all, a criminologist..

And a very distinguished one..

Crimes have so much attraction for him, that he came to London

because he feels our murderers, show more imagination..

Yes, and your latest crime wave proves it..

You think a criminal using a knife is very original?

No, it’s not... But what about the suitcases?

There you have a detail, that puts the killer in a special category..

Why would a man pack the suitcases of his victims?

It's a very risky game he's playing..

I suppose that after each murder, you went through the suitcase?

Yes of course, but we never found any clues..

However, today something happened, that's a change from the other cases...

One piece of luggage got lost...

After the kill? - Yes..

And we also, don’t have a clue...

Robbie, my wit is growing wings in your presence...

That old doctor.. He looked at the luggage so strangely...

Yes I'm awfully sorry, there's no other way..

You have to go to the hospital for eight days..

It's easy for you to say that ,but who’d take care of

the children, while I'm gone?

well, a neighbour is usually the best solution..

If you knew my neighbours...

Here, give this 2 pounds to the dragon next door, and shell jump...

Oh but doctor, I can't..

You go to hospital, I don't want to see any more of you, Is that clear?

But Doctor... Don’t make such noise about it, goodbye..

Here you are Mr winter, three each day after each meal...

Thank you nurse - You're welcome..

Sorry, I want to speak to Doctor Brandsby.

You’ve been here before?

Well now, what an amazing coincidence..

Fancy seeing you here.. - I don't know what you mean..

We know each other..

I'm the man with the handkerchief. - A hanky? You’ve got a cold?

Don’t you remember? It was only 3 weeks ago...

You were waiting for a bus in front of Scotland Yard..

You wore a light blue raincoat, and a rather cute little cap

And you were crying...

And I was trying to find a way to speak to you..

So I offered you my hanky.. - Yes, now I remember..

And I drove around the place each day, hoping to see you...

I just had to see you again...

And now, you wanted to see Doctor Brandsby?

Yes, but I'm in no hurry..

Mister Finch..

What do you want? - A brown travelling bag...

What? Oh,sorry inspector.. I’m an old fool...

We met this morning... at the crime-scene...

Exactly, and a bag that belongs to the dead man, was lost there...

Did the victim had any luggage? How’s he feeling?

As everyone would feel in the morgue.

Well, I’m going senile it seems...

Excuse me doctor, an urgent call for you...

11 fisher street, a man is running a 102 fever...

I cant go right now, I’m busy.. Give him doctor Orwell’s phone number..

No, he's on his holiday.. Well, I’ll have to go there myself..

I'm sorry inspector, but anyway, I didn’t see any bag..

Get me my case please, and write down the address will you...

Are you looking for something, inspector?

Yes, I’m looking for my hat - It's in there..

Before the doctor comes back, I'd like to ask you a couple of questions

Go on..

I'd like to know if you've ever heard of an Italian restaurant in Soho, the Roma...

No.. I've never heard of it..

As for the second question you're about to ask.. The answer is also, no..

I'm not going to visit this restaurant tonight, to eat with you...

Well, I just wanted to know. I'm sorry...

However, you’ll see that Scotland Yard doesn't give up easily..

What do you want to do with that blank prescription?

It isn't blank..

It's a wonderful prescription against heart trouble..

It has your phone number.. Bye..

Excuse me, is this Fisher street? - Yes, this is it..

I'm looking for number 11.. - It's the one over there..

It doesn't look as if anyone lives there.. - Oh yes, on the first floor..

Thank you..

You've got laryngitis, look after it..

Hello.. Is anybody there?

Hello...

Hello..

Doctor,please,up here...

Please help me.. Please doctor...

Of course, that’s why I'm here..

Please doctor, give me an injection, If you don’t I'll die..

Stop trying to make a diagnosis, that’s my job..

And get back into bed! It's cold...

Into bed!

Of course, but it wont do any good doctor..

I'm going to die, I’m sure of it..

If you're so sure of it, I don't see why you wanted me here..

By the way, why me, how did you get my address?

It's a friend of mine, he knows you, Beech is the name..

In case you're in any kind of trouble..

Just call Doctor Brandsby,he wonderful..

Alright,I'll give you a prescription..

It's nothing serious..

But you'll have to stay in bed for a while...

No no, it’s impossible, I’ll be a dead man if I stay here..

He's after me.. The knife murderer..

The packed suitcase murderer? - Yes, I’ll be his next victim.

Have your cases been packed? - No no, but I've a feeling..

I'm sure I’m next.. I must get away..

I must get away as far as I can I have a wife and children..

What makes you think you're going to be his next victim?

I cant explain it doctor.. I cant tell you why..

but you must believe me, it's my turn, I know it..

Well the first thing to do, is to give you an injection...

Give me your arm..

You want an injection? - I don’t want it, I need it, doctor..

I don't want to die I have a wife and kids..

Just keep calm, we want the injection to work

I feel better..

When will the fever go down? - It should within half an hour..

You ought to stay in bed.. - Thank you doctor..

Here doctor, is that enough?

Oh,you really are scared, aren’t you?

Yes, but in an hour, doctor..

I'll be on board the first ship leaving London..

Good journey.. - Thank you, doctor..

Stop, stop..

To the docks, hurry..

Thank you..

Captain.. captain..

Can you take me to Nelsons pier?

My ship's leaving in half an hour..

Thank you..

Snieder...

I want a thorough job, fingerprints.. photographs, everything..

We've got to find some kind of evidence, this time..

I didn't know him well sir, he was a neighbour..

But I suppose he was a travelling salesman..

Because anytime I saw him, he had a suitcase..

Listen, stop it..

You can't run around with a microphone here..

I don't often have a chance to record such a wonderfully hoarse voice..

You say you saw a man? - Yes I did..

I was passing by, and saw a gentleman..

He wanted to know where 11 Fisher street was..

So I told him..

He said I have a bad case of laryngitis..

Come to think of it,Cannings..

11 Fisher Street, that’s an address that sounds familiar..

At doctor Brandsbys..

It's the address of a malaria case he was called to while I was there..

Who is it? - The man with the handkerchief..

Is the doctor here?

No, he is treating a patient at the chalet, and he will be back late.

A patient of yours died under ominous circumstances.

If Dr. Brandsby isn't here, I'll have to take you with me.

To Scotland Yard?

No. To the famous Italian restaurant in Soho.

Unfortunately that won't happen.

Firstly, I go to bed at this time, and secondly I've already eaten.

You sure like it Signorina.

Otherwise you wouldn't have ordered such a large serving.

That's why I don't go to Italian locals

I always end up eating too much.

it’s nice here. How did you find this place?

Mr. Finch, what are you thinking about?

I'm worrying about you. - Oh,why?

Because I have such crazy ideas.

And because you will marry me one day.

Incidentally my friend Curtis, recommended this local.

Maybe he will come too.

You truly have crazy ideas.

But your worries about me are unnecessary.

That's because I look deeper. For instance Dr. Brandsby.

Two homicides happen, and he is always there.

One time before and one time after.

That's pure coincidence. You don't think that Dr. Brandsby...

He is the kindest and most selfless person on earth.

Well... I don't know.

He has the ice cold eyes of a ruthless moneymaker

In one point you are right.

Now I worry too, about your future wife.

Good evening, sir.

Ponko! You're a wonderful lad,

always there, when you're needed!

Please give me some matches.. - Thank you for the compliment, but,

What's up with you?

I've never seen you as nervous as tonight.

Did something happen?

No. Do you know Inspector Finch? - Certainly, Sir.

He's sitting in the Italian restaurant over there.

It's important for me to know, where he's going tonight.

I'll find it out for you, Sir!

Matches, razorblades.. Matches...

Humphrey! You've been away for a long time! Eight days!

Did you miss me?

Very much! But I was glad on the other hand,

'cause I know you're not here, just for my sake …

Or did you overcome this nasty addiction? - No, it's stronger than me!

Leave me alone... Hey... Let go! - Calm down!

It's futile with Daisy!

And I'm afraid you will end up the same way, one day!

Don't worry about me... I only ever take low doses...

She jumped out of the window!

I don't want to see you doing the same!

is not a drug, it's pure, deadly poison!

It destroys people in a few months,

driving them into madness, suicide or murder!

Calm down! You have to be on stage tonight!

I will stop using it one day, I promise you!

Do you also have headaches?

Yes, unfortunately! But they will be away soon!

Some water? - Yes please.

As the manager of the Soho-bar

I don't want this Curtis, to be around here so often.

You think he's from the police?

Maybe…I have no idea, but I don't like that guy!

Our rivals?

Nonsense, what do you mean rivals? We don't have any..

Ah, he's coming upstairs, hide!

Yes?

Apologies for my interruption.

I have to go on a journey..

The waiter only gave me one pack, but I need at least ten!

I don't know what you're talking about!

You haven't even used this stuff!

This is my emergency reserve,

I always need this in my pocket. You understand?

Please help me!

I don't have any!

Could you maybe tell me the address of your supplier?

I have money! You know, you would also benefit from this!

You're blissfully naive!

I don't know the supplier either. Go away!

I need to be able to get it!

Well, I think that's the end of my travel plans.

I am very sorry!

What a cunning fox, did you notice?

He will go on a journey!

But he doesn't know yet!

Listen, stop him from leaving for the next five minutes!

Here you are!

Your things, Sir. - But these are not my clothes!

Sure they are, they hung at your number, Sir!

Will you please believe me? - But Sir, I'm absolutely sure..

See!.. Do you believe me now? - Well, now I have no idea...

If you will excuse me… Here they are!

Lizzie.. - Where am I ?

Are you hurt? - I think I was drugged!

Humphrey, please get out of here, you're in a great danger!

Come, let's take the car,

I will take you home..

Go!

Okay, you go!

Where as the murderer strikes from a distance of 50 yards

And never misses the heart

Quite amazing.. Only a circus performer could do that

Yes, I think so too I've got a man on every music hall..

And we're investigating, all night club performers..

I've got a professional knife thrower outside, a Mexican.

He's got a perfect alibi, but perhaps he can help us

Well, let’s get him in..

How do you do, caballeros, I'm Pedro Gonzalez..

Take a seat, Señor Gonzales.. - Thank you..

What's your opinion on these knife murders?

They are the work of a master..

I'm afraid I can't help admiring his great talent

Our own point of view is somewhat less enthusiastic.

Where could a man find knives like these?

They seem to be specially made..

I'd say... Yes, they were made in Asia..

Siam very likely..

You will notice, every one of those knives has a number,

Does it mean anything to you? - No Señor, nothing, nothing at all..

Thank you Señor Gonzales.. - Buenas Dias, Caballeros..

And please, if you find that man, I would like very much too..

Tell him how much you appreciated his wonderful talent?

You'll be the first we'll notify, the day he's hanged

Adios,cabaleros..

You still don't have a clue about a possible connection between the victims, no idea?

I didn't find anything.

We have Monsieur Durand from Paris, Herr Schulze from Frankfurt,

Mr. Forrester from Hong Kong and Mr. Kudernacz from London.

They all have different jobs, different social backgrounds.

That they all were travelling a lot,

is the only thing they have in common

As long as we don't know…

Robbie!

Arnold.. How did you come here?

I took your motorcycle..

I have made an important discovery.

I've been suspicious of that old doctor all along.

And tonight I was shadowing him.

Well, what shall I say?

Thirty minutes ago, half past midnight, He left his house

Me, close on his heels..

Taking great care not to be seen

Following people is a delicate art - And then?

Lost! But where did he go, Robbie?

If we unravel this mystery… - He was here,genious..

cause I cited him to come and tell us about Kudernacz

Inspector Finch? - Yes sir..

You must go over the whole thing from the start, verify your facts

Even the most insignificant might give you a fresh approach

Call Interpol in Paris Frankfurt and Hong Kong

It's in the past, of these 4 victims you'll find your answer.

As fast as possible!

I already did that, Sir.

Who is this man? What's he doing here?

I was just practising...

It's alright sir, I can vouch for him He's my cousin..

How do you do, gentlemen..

Mr Curtis.. What are you doing down there?

I was bathing! Bathing!

That's what I call sportsmanship.

To be swimming in the Thames, this early in the morning.

I must do that too.

Come on down! And help me!

You see? Expected too much of yourself!

But why in a suit? With shoes and socks on?

Lots of strange things to see here.

I once heard of a guy, who wanted to swim across the English Channel

In a swallowtail, but just before he reached the shore

he lost his stovepipe hat, and returned.

What are you doing here?

I've come from Scotland Yard, where I participated in a late night meeting.

Do you want me to drive you home, or would you rather swim?

Oh no... Why didn't you warn me?

I didn't get a chance to turn on my tape recorder

Oh doctor Brandsby, Four hours of visiting the sick.

My god, you must be exhausted - Ah, It was not that bad.

But getting called by Scotland Yard in the middle of the night,

and answering Mr. Finch’s silly questions. That is bad.

But he's just doing his duty. - Do you like him?

Yes. He is always friendly, lovable and in good mood.

Unlike me, hm?

Not at all. I do find you too, very nice.

Ah, I'm just a little rough sometimes.

And complicated.

But you have a good heart. And that's what counts.

You are a nice girl, Susan..

A cute girl..

What do you say, that we would abandon

this stupid doctor's surgery. - Why?

Close it! Sell it!

I have saved up some money. Actually, quite a lot.

And I'm not as old as I look.

Do you understand what I'm driving at? - No. No, doctor.

I want to ask you.

Do you want to become my wife?

But... but you can't be serious?!

I had totally forgotten. Someone called from Cronsdale castle

They would like you to come up to them.

It's very important.

And I'll write you down that Lord Cronsdale should pay.

You were there so often, but they never paid.

Yes, yes. It's alright.

But first I'll hit the bed for an hour.

And in the meantime, you can go eat something

and think about what I asked you. Yes?

Yes..

Hello Susan..

I'm looking for Dr Brandsby - The doctor's in his room, resting..

Come on there's something I must tell you..

What's wrong? What's all the mystery?

Mr Finch, I must tell you.. I can't stay at doctor Brandsby any longer

Why, did you have an argument? - No, it’s not that..

I think he's in love with me.. He's asked me to marry him..

I don't know what to do...

He's such a kind old gentleman.. He'd make a perfect husband..

I'm really not in the mood for jokes, Robert..

I'm sorry..

Susan, let me ask you something..

I've been wondering why a lovely American girl, like you

Should come all the way to London..

Where she has no friends, and no family

Why are you here?

I'm looking for a man, who's very dear to me..

You love him? - Yes, it’s my brother..

The authorities have declared him dead

But I'm absolutely certain, he's still alive.

And that's the reason you came to London?

To doctor Brandsby? Was there any lead?

I'm sorry Robert, I can't talk about it.

I have to go back to the office anyway.

Mr Finch.. - Well well, it’s you again, inspector

One more question, that's all, doctor Brandsby

Alright,what is it?

I want to know if you'll let Miss Brown leave your service

I've found a better situation for her..

I suppose that's up to Miss Brown, herself, isn’t it?

Why did you have to do it like that?

The director of the Soho Bar, personally.

Finally I caught you!

Come on! You'll pay for what you've done, you scum!

What do you want from me?

I don't have anything to do with Mescadrine.

Do you want to tell me now, where you get the Mescadrine from?

Where does this stuff come from?

Do you want to tell me now, where you get the Mescadrine from?

Where does this stuff come from?

Do you want to tell me now, where you get the Mescadrine from?

Where does this stuff come from?

If Scotland Yard doesn't catch the knife killer soon,

London will become a mental asylum.

The hotels are in despair.

Everyone leaves and fewer arrive.

There is a easy solution. - What’s that?

That maniac only kills if he can pack the suitcases prior.

People just have to throw their suitcases into the Thames,

the suitcases then swim into the sea, and whole of London can sleep soundly.

Can I be a partner in your factory, Sheffers?

This man namely, owns a suitcase factory.

Hello Beech - Hello..

Excuse me just a second.. I'll soon be back.

Ahh,looks like a party..

Wait for me here, Arnold, I wont be long

Alright,I'll find something to do..

Happy little children, on a London pavement.

We're not happy, our parents beat us all the time

Do you have anything to eat?

Unhappy children,over...

Do you want to tell me now where you get the Mescadrine from?

Where does this stuff come from?

Hm? Do you want to tell me now where you get the Mescadrine from?

I don't know! Water... I'm thirsty

From where does the stuff come from?

Whistling rats in a noble mansion cellar.

Do you want to tell me now where you get the Mescadrine from?

From where does the stuff come from?

I don't know anything..

Who are you anyway, a policeman? - I'll ask the questions!

Well, where have you been getting the Mescadrine?

Fine... Think about it.

Maybe you'll remember.

Whistling rats, over...

It's all rubbish. The thing with the packed suitcases.

The People nowadays are just too nervous.

Well, I don't want to see you

if you got back and found your bags were packed.

Mine were packed yesterday...

Mr Beech!

So what? Just because of that I don't bend over backwards.

Probably just a joke by some hotel porter.

Excuse me..

Ahh, It's good that you came.

Whisky? - No thank you..

I just want to talk to you for a few seconds.

Have you ever heard something about Mescadrine?

Mescadrine?.. No..

Mescadrine differs from Mescaline

in that it's a synthetic preparation..

It produces a mild hypnotic state which is very agreeable

But as it wears off, it creates delusions and then delirium.

Which means that those who are addicted, don’t have a chance

Interesting.. - And as this drug has no therapeutic value,

It's manufacture is strictly forbidden.

Well, that’s why I don’t know it..

And I was counting on your library of criminology,

and your knowledge, to give us some facts on it.

Why are you so interested in this drug?

Our chemists have detected Mescaline dust on the suit of the last victim,

the one on the motorboat.

Mescadrine was discovered..

Well, then the man may have been a drug dealer.

The people who sell this stuff are no drug dealers. They are killers.

Who well know that they sell pure poison to their clients.

So they make cold-blooded deals with death.

The Mescaline dust on the suit of the last victim,Kudernacz

is probably the first vague clue in connection with the knife killer.

Yes, I will check my files, and if I find something I'll inform you right away.

Good. Thanks.

Who is the young guy over there by the way?

I think they called him Beech.

I don't know him..

I guess he must have been brought by a guest

Razorblades, matches..

Razorblades.. - Matches, please..

Here you are sir - Thank you..

Thank you sir - Invalid in wheelchair, over..

Through already? - Yes..

Inspector Finch here.. Send two men in plain clothes to Mayfair

I want them to tail a man by the name of Beech

Tell them they'll find him at a cocktail party at 20 Lambs road, over

I don't know where the stuff comes from.

I only know how it comes to us.

It comes in different types of vans

A brewery vehicle. Laundry van.

Tomorrow it will be the delivery truck of a pastry shop.

Ahh, Mescadrine with whipped cream.

Free me now!

That's Beech.. - Follow him...

Done again. The knife killer! Get Scotland Yard!

Yes, right away!

Why do you always ask me about my brother?

You know it's afflicting me.

But it afflicts you even when I don't ask.

And I'd like to help you find him

Why did he disappear?

My brother had to spend two years in a clinic.

From there he suddenly vanished.

The next thing I heard about him was that

that he was found dead on the country road to Arizona.

Run over by a car.

Horrible!

He was so mutilated that it was only possible to identify him by his documents.

He was buried there. In Phoenix, Arizona.

And why do you think he is not dead?

Because he withdrew all our common savings

from our bank in San Francisco one day after the accident.

Were the police told about this? - Of course

But the police tried to tell me, that the man

who came to the bank and took the money,

was not my brother, but an impostor

It's an extraordinary story..

What’s really extraordinary, is that my share was sent a short while later

to our bank in San Francisco, anonymously, from London

That's why you came to London. - Yes..

And what lead you to doctor Brandsby?

Six months ago, back in San Francisco

One day a vagabond came to see me.

Pretty drunk, he wanted to see my brother.

When I said he was dead, he answered it was pity.

He would have an address for him,

for which my brother, should give him 100 dollars.

I gave him the money.

And he gave you doctor Brandsby address?

Yes.. - That's terrific.

What was your brothers profession? - He studied law

And then he decided to give it up, and go into business

Do you have children? - No. As far as I know.

That's my cousin with his crazy machine. Just a moment, please.

Arnold, can't you turn that thing down a bit ?

Whistling rats in a noble mansion cellar.

And such things do you record.

Do you want to tell me now where you get the Mescadrine from?

Where does this stuff come from? - I don't know anything

Who are you anyway, police? - I'll ask the questions!

Well, where have you been getting the Mescadrine?

Fine... Think about it.

Maybe you'll remember.

Whistling rats, over...

What was that? - It was in a basement well.

I have heard one of the voices before.

It was the basement well in front of Curtis's house

While I waiting for you..

Curtis? - Yes..

Curtis...

That's fantastic..

First you rant about my noisy thing But now, it’s fantastic, I don't understand.

Excuse me, Inspector. A important message.

Leave us a moment alone, please.

Yes?

Our drug department found out that a few years ago

there was a Mescadrine scandal in the USA.

I immediately called Washington, the FBI. But they didn't say anything.

Why? We always help each other out.

I have to know what's going on.

Book a flight to New York immediately, the next flight.

Alright, sir. - One more thing..

While I'm away, keep Susan Brown, Dr. Brandsbys receptionst,under observation,

The girl is probably in big danger.

If she is meeting a man, he isn't quite a gentleman.

Letting her wait for nearly an hour.

Susan.. - Oliver..

Oliver.. - Susan.. Susan..

I was so happy that you called me yesterday evening.

How did you know that I'm in London anyway?

I saw you with inspector Finch.

He seems to be quite in love with you.

Yes, we love each other.

Where is he now?

He had to go to New York FBI, because of some drug affair.

But tell me Oliver. How are you?

Susan, you have to go back home immediately!

Here you endanger me.

Nobody should know that I'm alive

I don't think so. Now that I've found you.

I want to know what you're doing, and why you're hiding

You will get to know that soon enough.

When did Finch leave here? - Yesterday

I'll take you home, come!

I have to deal with something important.

You are right inspector.

Whenever the word Mescadrine is spoken

everyone becomes silent.

But the pestilence is now extinct here.

But back then? What happened?

Harris, I’ve come all the way from London for this

We had assigned our best man

on this gang of Mescadrine dealers.

And?

He was bribed. He became a drug dealer himself.

Hmm. I can imagine that scandal.

Thank god it could be avoided.

Luckily we found out that this man was despite his abilities, touched in the head.

He went into a mental asylum without a lawsuit.

And he is still there?

No, he managed to flee. But he didn't get far.

He was found dead on a country road. Hit by a car.

That was in Phoenix, Arizona.

And he is buried there? - Yes..

Do you have a picture of this man?

Sure. I'll get it forwarded to you.

Please send it to London.

Harris, may I get the corpse exhumed?

But inspector, how will that be of any help?

Dr. Osborne? - Yes.

Inspector Finch. I'm sorry I ordered you here so late, but

my flight to London departs night.

No worries, inspector. I hope he already finished digging.

Ah, here he comes.

Please wait here.

Please!

Here! - Is this the grave of Oliver Brown?

Yes. Number 3438, Oliver Brown.

Say doctor, how tall was this man?

Well, not very tall. Please measure him.

The skeleton is exactly 1,50m tall.

Well, accounting for the shrinking process

the man was about 1,55m tall.

Furthermore he was limping.

The right leg is a little bit shorter than the left one.

Thanks. Now I know enough.

Hello Susan.. - Robert!

How did you know you'd find me walking here?

I'm intuitive where you're concerned

Besides, didn’t you know the police know everything?

I haven't been followed, have I?

Excuse me Susan, but I have to ask you a question

Will you tell me why you didn't tell the truth?

To begin with, the fact that your brother, was a member of the F.B.I

And a distinguished criminal investigator,

before he became a drug addict?

Why have you kept this from me?

Have you so little confidence in me?

It's hardly your fault, that your brother went wrong

He did not go wrong

I know he's innocent But, but who can prove that now?

Since he's dead..

I thought you were sure he was alive?

I've been thinking the whole thing over, and

I'm sure he was really killed in that accident

Here we are..

As soon as I finish my report, Ill telephone you

Alright Robert..

Hey...

Turn around, and go right back to where you got those boxes

If I do, I’m through - And if you dont,you're through

How much further is it? - Not much longer..

To the intersection over there.

So! Come! Come!

How did you get here?

I wandered through this gorgeous region to record the beating of a nightingale.

But sadly there are no nightingales here.

The driver, where did he go?

He just ran over there into this gorgeous mixed forest.

Damn it!

Angry gentleman in the roadside ditch. Over.

Stop or I'll shoot..

Come with me! Get moving!

Did your Lordship have a good trip?

Thank you William And how are things here?

How about the work in the chapel?

the architect is delighted

The ancient mosaics have been completely uncovered

Excellent, I shall go and see them shortly

And my niece? Crazy as ever?

Yes, but harmless. your Lordship

Today she imagines, that she is the blue page.

Or more like, she wants us to believe,

that she imagines it. - Well, that's not that bad.

Death list!

But uncle! - What is this?

Don't you like it? - Where did you get it from?

I put so much effort into making it beautiful.

If you don't tell me right now...!

You don't talk like that with the page of the Queen.

If your mother had not loved you so much,

you wouldn't be around me anymore.

Where did you get these names from?

From your desk.

I suddenly imagined it had to have a secret drawer.

And there, I discovered this list.. In your handwriting..

I thought it would be friends of yours.

Dead friends, for the most part

And I thought it would delight you.

You forget these names! Understood?

You've never read them and never heard.

I swear by Edward the silent. - Ah... stop messing around.

Come here..

We will soon leave this house.

We'll move to another country

I'll follow you wherever you go.

Someone will probably accompany us.

A young lady I am very fond of.

Do you want to marry again?

How did she get you, that beast?

You will behave yourself, you hear me?

Inspector...

Did you find something out in New York?

Oh,not much, but enough..

What news do you have? - Sadly, not very much either.

The lady I observed according to your order...

...She met a man at 2am in Hyde Park

They hugged warmly. He was older than the girl.

Brandsby? - Pardon?

No. I don't believe that. Next.

We didn't understand much of the conversation.

We just heard the lady saying,

that you, inspector, flew to America.

Then the man has to know me. - Probably.

Well, then it had to be Brandsby.

Express letter. - Thank you..

New York,F.B.I

Curtis! - That's him..

That's the man I saw in Hyde Park

with the young lady we were following

Susan?

Curtis is Susan's brother

I have to digest that first.

Ah, you are already digesting.

Shame, I wanted to go to lunch with you.

Cannings,Drive immediately with two men to Curtis and bring him here.

In the meanwhile I'll take care of Dr. Brandsby.

My car please. Hurry!

Judging from the look of your face I can tell that something is not right.

It's not the first time that you cant find a killer you are looking for immediately.

But the first time I fell in love with a woman, who might be a criminal.

Ah, Susan. She is lucky. - Why?

What better thing can happen to a criminal

than a cop falling in love with her.

Then she has good chances, that he'll let her run away.

You think...

I just wanted to see you.

So you want to marry my uncle and become a rich woman.

What rubbish. Did he tell you that?

I was brought here by force.

The only thing I want, is to get out of here.

Can you help me? Please.

Now I understand.

Please. Come...

I'll show you the way.

What a insidious dame.

You just want to tell my uncle that I forced you out, and therefore

Then he'll disinherit me And leave you all his money

It's obvious he left in a great hurry

Sir, the door leading to doctor Brandsbys office, is locked

Then break it open!

There are impressions of writing on this notepad

I want them made legible.. - Very good sir..

Here sir - Lord Cronsdale owes money

Don’t forget, when you make your house call

The handwriting is Susan’s

Yes? Ah,Cannings

What? Mescadrine at Curtis’s house?

You're positive there's no mistake?

No, I’m going over to Lord Cronsdale’s Miss Brown has disappeared too

Where is the castle? - Right after the curve, sir.

I'll come after you. I just want to take the organ with me.

Good. I'll send you a moving van.

Who plays so beautifully?

A travelling organist. I don't know him.

The organ is a marvellous old creation.

Sir! Your hat!

I'm thrilled. I never had the chance to meet an inspector from Scotland Yard.

Doctor Brandsby!

You mean the doctor from London..

Yes, the resemblance is not a coincidence

He is a cousin of mine. - I could have sworn.

Have you seen your cousin recently?

Oh, not for quite some time.

I didn't get along with the old queer fellow.

Furthermore, we had family quarrels.

I have reasons to believe he is here at Castle Cronsdale

Yes, that could be right.

I believe he treats my housekeeper.

William, see if Dr. Brandsby, is by chance with Miss Kren.

Very well, your Lordship

May I invite you to a glass of whisky? - Please.

The receptionist of Dr. Brandsby suddenly disappeared this afternoon as well.

When a young girl doesn't come home once

it doesn't have to be a case for Scotland Yard.

You are very funny, Lord Cronsdale.

Doctor Brandsby was here, your Lordship..

He just left the castle.

There he goes

I have to talk to him.

You won't catch up with him.

Doctor. Brandsby always parks his car down at the chapel.

A underground corridor leads to there.

Come! We will intercept him.

The corridor leads directly to the chapel.

Last year we found here the remains of a roman temple.

Have you gone to bed?

What are these pipes for?

They are heating pipes. They lead the way to the chapel.

What is it?

The air is so stuffy here. But I'm fine.

Lord Cronsdale.. Brandsby!

Don't move!

Mescadrine..

Now I got them, those killers!

They wanted to wear me down.

But now I'll settle the score.

Susan! Come, we have to get out of here!

Armoured door. The only exit.

My god. Now we are sitting in a trap.

Isn't it great that I've found it.

Finch! Aren't you happy?

Now you see, sister, why I had to be considered dead.

Only as dead man, I could execute the law on these people.

Now I understand, Oliver Brown.

But why did you always pack the suitcases of the mescadrine dealers

before killing them?

Didn't they tell you that in America? - What?

One day I came home and my suitcase was standing packed in my bedroom.

And?

The police got an anonymous call and I got arrested.

In the suitcase were 5kg mescadrine, 10.000 dollars,

and a plane ticket to Mexico City with my name on it.

One of these pigs did that to me.

Then they put me in a mental asylum. - My god.

Those rats! - Silence!

Who turned that on?

Mescadrine! Mescadrine! Poison!

Excuse the interruption

but I'm looking for my cousin Finch. Inspector Finch.

Ah, a powerhouse, huh? Surely one can record interesting noises.

I'm namely a audio hunter. Chief audio hunter one can say.

Susan! Get on here on this side!

That's my cousin. What are you doing with him?

The door! The door!

Didn't you forget something, uncle?

What do you mean? - I mean Susan.

Ach... Come now. Hurry!

Brandsby! Stop!

Get out! Get out!

Get moving!

Shots and turmoil in front of Cronsdale Castle. Over.

Now quickly away. Far away from here.

Matches. Razor blades. Let's get out of here.

Say Cannings. How did you get here?

When your housekeeper came home your suitcases were packed, inspector.

So what? I wanted to go sailing at Ramsgate at the weekend.

This man is from the FBI? - Yes, sir. Inspector Brown.

You have claimed the right to lead a private war.

You are the knife killer.

You have to be mad. Stabbing 5 people to death.

I'd rather have killed only one. The one over there.

The ruthless and money craving producer of the poison

and leader of the organisation, that is responsible for the deaths of thousands.

And I would have killed him, if...

Ponko! - Who is Ponko?

The criminals have destroyed his life, like mine.

He is addicted to mescadrine.

He only has a few more weeks to live.

And he has killed for you? - Out of gratitude?

Out of revenge. Everlasting.

The game is over. Throw the knife away.

C'mon.

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