All language subtitles for The Creeping Terror (1964)

You must be dead, huh,
after driving all night.

What time is it?

Almost 4:30.

Almost dawn.

We should be home
in another hour.

This man's name is Martin Gordon.

The lovely girl beside him
is Brett,

his bride of 2 wonderful weeks.

It's late August.

They're returning
from their honeymoon

to their home in quiet, peaceful
angel county, California.

Martin's Uncle Ben
is sheriff of angel county,

and Martin is his senior deputy.

Martin has high hopes
of succeeding his Uncle

when Ben retires, but for now,

Martin has only the thoughts,
emotions, and pride

of a very happy
newly married young man.

Brett is his, and he feels
no man could ask for more.

Now without warning,

their honeymoon
is to become a nightmare.

Neither Martin nor Brett
saw the glowing rocket descend

in early morning skies.

It was reported
to the sheriff's office

by Jeff,
the county forest ranger.

Jeff reported to sheriff Ben

that a plane had crashed
near willow creek

and that he was going out
to investigate.

Ben said he would join him
as soon as possible.

Barney, Ben's junior deputy,
was to summon medical aid

and to see
if he could rouse someone

at the air authority
in San Francisco.

It's Uncle Ben, honey.

Must be an accident
or something.

There's a plane crash
down the road a couple of Miles.

I'm gonna be
a little short-handed

till help gets here.
Pull around back of me.

Come along, both of you.

Get in, honey.

At the location of the crash,

they discovered Jeff's truck,
but Jeff himself was not around.

They proceeded
with their investigation.

They looked at the rocket
in utter amazement.

A puzzled Ben

finally asked Martin
what he made of the crash.

It's no airplane.

Could be one of our missiles.

Or one of theirs.

You could be right, honey.

I don't think we have
anything this big.

Ben could not understand

why the craft
wasn't severely damaged.

This hat belongs to Jeff Peters.

Jeff.

Jeff!

Jeff, are you in there?!

Martin, go back to my car
and get my flashlight.

Ben, don't go in there.

You don't know what's in there.

I think I hear him
moving inside.

Maybe he's hurt.

Ben, please don't...

Ben: Aah!

Ben: Ruhh! Aah!

Ben. Ben...

Ben: Aah!

Car one calling in.

Car one calling in.

Within the hour,

Martin's unusual
call for assistance

was answered by a special unit
led by a colonel James Caldwell.

Let's get going.

Let's go.
Let's go.

Move it over.
Let's get going.

Let's go.

All right, back on the truck.

Let's go.

Sergeant, take one man
and check it out.

Yes, sir.

Okay.

The sergeant reported seeing

an amazingly large creature

in the aft section
of the strange craft.

He further reported

that it was secured
by a kind of metal harness,

but that the creature could
still move around somewhat,

and for that reason, they had
not gotten too close to it.

There was no trace
of either Ben or Jeff.

The colonel ordered continuous
guard duty around the spaceship

and decided to set up

a temporary
military headquarters

at the sheriff's office in town.

By the next day,

colonel Caldwell had
the situation well in hand.

He had called Washington
and received his orders

from the highest
possible authority.

He was to maintain
tight security

and to await the arrival
of a Dr. Bradford,

who had been on assignment

at the jodrell bank
radio observatory in england.

Upon arrival, Bradford

was to take complete charge
of the operation.

He was the world's leading
authority on space emissions

and had worked out
a series of systems

that might lead to communication
of other forms of life

when, as, and if
they were contacted.

Martin was outraged

by the government's
intellectual approach

to a monster
that had already killed

and caused the disappearance
of his 2 close friends.

Caldwell tended
to agree with him,

but stated that
he had to follow his orders.

One of those orders

was to suppress the news
of the death of Ben and Jeff.

Martin was appointed
temporary sheriff,

and all news intended
for public consumption

was to emanate from his office.

The air authority
issued a coverup story

that a plane
had crashed and burned,

and this was to suffice
until the experts

cleared up the mystery
of the visitor from outer space.

In a remote section
of the county,

the first of a series
of tragedies took place,

tragedies that
would have been avoided

had the public been warned.

Later that day,

while they were awaiting
the arrival of Dr. Bradford,

Martin instructed Barney,
on advice from colonel Caldwell,

to plant in the local papers
the news that Ben and Jeff

had taken off on a fishing trip
to British Colombia.

The colonel had impressed
the bereaved families

with the necessity
of maintaining secrecy,

and these brave relatives
had agreed.

Despite Brett's inquiries

about what Martin had seen
in the spacecraft,

he avoided specific details,

for fear of disturbing her
more than she was.

If the truth were known,

Martin was more
than a little disturbed himself.

Shortly thereafter,
Dr. Bradford arrived.

He was a much younger man than
one would imagine him to be.

Col. Caldwell: Martin,

I'd like for you
to meet Dr. Bradford.

I've heard a lot about you
from the colonel.

Nothing bad, I trust.

Martin and his wife

were in the original party

that found the fallen craft.

I was sorry to hear
about your Uncle.

Tough break.

I hope you're feeling better.

Yes, thank you.

A couple hours of sleep
did a world of good.

Bradford thanked
the colonel for his assistance

and then asked
to speak to Martin.

Bradford questioned Martin about
everything that had transpired.

Martin did his best to recall
everything in precise detail,

but really
didn't have much for him.

The 2 soldiers
that entered the rocket earlier

had been summoned, and Bradford
hoped to learn more from them.

The doctor himself
would not enter the rocket

until the arrival
of certain equipment.

From his discussion,
it was apparent

that the doctor
considered this situation

a magnificent opportunity
for mankind.

He felt that if he could
communicate with the creature,

it might be possible
to advance human knowledge

by years or even centuries.

The spaceship alone signified
an intellectual development

far in advance
of anything on earth.

When Martin asked him

how he intended to protect
himself from the creature,

Bradford said not to worry,

that he hadn't come here
to be victimized

either by his own
or the creature's fears.

Oh. Hi, Barney.

We'll be right out.

Oh, that's all right.

Just take your time.

I didn't know we had company.

Look at me.
I'm... I'm a mess.

Don't be impolite.

Gonna get us a drink.

Now you're talkin', honey.

What'll you have, Barney?

How about a bourbon and 7?

Comin' up.

Would you get the 7, honey?

Barney, you should try marriage.

It would do wonders for you.

Barney and Martin had
been bachelor buddies for years,

but now that Martin was
settling down to marriage,

they were slowly drifting apart.

Barney, naturally, was still
dating all the girls in town,

and he couldn't understand
why Brett and Martin

didn't pal around with him
more than they did.

He couldn't comprehend
that married life

brought with it not only
new problems and duties,

but the necessary togetherness
of husband and wife as well.

Despite Brett's
most tactful considerations,

such as inviting him over
to dinner quite often,

Barney was growing
resentful of her,

or at least she felt
that he was.

Since time began,
this change in relationship

has probably happened

to all buddies
in similar circumstances.

Life has its way
of making boys grow up,

and with marriage,
Martin's time had come.

His life was now Brett,

a life
that he thoroughly enjoyed.

Bye, honey.

The next morning,
Betty Johnson, as usual,

blew a good-bye kiss
to her husband,

but for the last time.

Poor baby.

Let mommy take your temperature.

Poor baby.

You'll feel better soon.

Grandpa, can I go for a walk?

All right, but stay close by.

Bobby.

Bobby.

Bobby!

Bobby.

Bobby!

Bobby.

Bobby.

Bobby.

Ahh! Ahh!

Help! Help! Aah!

Help! Help! Aah!

Within 48 hours,

Dr. Bradford had closely
examined the creature

and the spaceship and reached
a number of conclusions.

He was sure the creature

had come from
beyond our solar system,

because it adapted
to our environment so quickly,

and no planet
or dead star near us

has conditions
similar to the earth.

Of special interest to him
was the hull of the ship.

It was composed of an alloy

unlike anything human science
had ever encountered.

The doctor had run a number
of tests on the metal,

but its molecular structure
remained a mystery.

Because there was
no food on board,

Bradford presumed the creature

had been in a state
of suspended animation,

particularly because
it had survived

the trials of reentry and impact
without apparent harm.

So far, he had no success
in communicating with it,

but he had not yet exhausted
all possibilities.

On a more subjective basis,
he had the curious feeling

that the creature did not want
to communicate with him.

Such a confession on the part
of this eminent scientist

made Martin feel
quite apprehensive.

While on a routine call

to pick up instructions
from colonel Caldwell,

Martin received
an urgent message from Barney.

Barney was at willow creek,

he had responded to a phone call
from a frantic Mrs. brown.

Her husband and grandson
had gone fishing

and were long overdue.

Barney was instructed

to organize
a search party locally

and to report the results
to Martin.

Because of security regulations,

he was not to come near
the area of the spacecraft.

Martin said he would join Barney
later if he could.

Acting on a hunch, Martin
decided to see for himself

if the monster was still there.

It was.

Bradford had installed
TV cameras inside the spaceship

and was testing the creature's
reactions to sound, light,

electricity, color,
and air pressure.

When Martin asked him
if he had any luck

in communicating with the beast,

Bradford confessed
that he hadn't,

but would try again
when certain data

was returned to him
from computer processing.

It was at this time

that Bradford came up
with a frightening theory,

namely that the creature might
be a product of engineering,

the same engineering
that built the spaceship.

What he didn't understand

was why some form
of communication

had not been built
into the creature.

When Martin asked him

if this weren't something
to worry about,

Bradford said no,
it was probably his own failing

at not being able
to establish communications.

It seemed to Martin that if
Bradford's theory were correct,

humanity might be
in grave danger.

Bradford dismissed
Martin's fears

by pointing out
that the creature

was not exhibiting
any signs of violence,

and besides, it was firmly
secured by the harness.

That afternoon in moncrief park,

a group of neighbors
got together for a hootenanny.

♪ Oh, she left me sad ♪

♪ But still I am happy ♪

♪ In fact, I am glad ♪

♪ For I am as free ♪

♪ As that bird
in the tree ♪

♪ 'Cause she
left me alone ♪

♪ And could
not marry me ♪

♪ I said that
I loved her ♪

♪ And would till I die ♪

♪ I tried
to forget her ♪

♪ And I really did try ♪

♪ But I'll still
think of her ♪

♪ Till the day
that I die ♪

♪ 'Cause I think... ♪

What is it?

You stay there.

Stay calm.

In response

to a multiple
missing persons report,

Martin and Barney
searched the countryside

for the group of picnickers.

The only trace
they found of them

was the remains of a guitar
one of them carried.

This wholesale disappearance
of a large group of people,

coupled with
earlier missing persons reports,

led Martin
to only one conclusion...

There must be another monster,
and it was on the loose.

The colonel listened
to Martin's theory,

and after consulting
with Bradford,

decided to call Washington.

He was told to follow
his own good judgment,

but under no circumstances
was he to alarm the populace.

The colonel decided to organize
a countywide search.

Martin's assignment
was to search

the north end of the county.

While Martin and Brett
were engaged by the search,

the monster was moving toward
the community dance hall.

The hell with him.

Come on, Rita.

I've had enough of that guy.

Aah!

My God. What is it?

While Martin and Brett

were taking a break
from the search,

a call came through
which confirmed Martin's theory.

Colonel Caldwell told them

of the monster's attack
at the dance hall.

His troops now had orders
to destroy the monster,

and he asked
for Martin's assistance.

Martin said
he would join the colonel

as quickly as possible.

The monster next appeared
in lovers' Lane.

Anyone who experienced
that catastrophe and survived

would never go there again.

God.

It was almost an hour
before Caldwell learned

of the monster's
devastating new attack.

Colonel Caldwell wasted no time
ordering his men into action.

It was at this point
that Bradford interceded.

He demanded that the monster
be taken alive at all costs.

The colonel's protests
about the dead and missing

made no impression on Bradford.

Caldwell conceded to the point
of assuring Bradford that they

would not destroy the monster
if they could avoid it.

Get on with it, lieutenant.

Move it out, men.

When Martin's party arrived
and offered to help,

the colonel told them enough
lives were being endangered.

They were to be part
of the second line of defense,

to be used only if necessary.

The sergeant,
a shaken man,

returned babbling
about what had happened.

Caldwell, realizing the full
danger of the situation,

decided he had
only one means left

to stop the monster... grenades.

Now Bradford made
a drastic move.

Acting on
his superior authority,

he forbade Caldwell
to destroy the creature.

The colonel, more concerned
with saving human lives

than advancing science,
told Bradford to go to hell.

Get out of my way.

Where's he going
in such a hurry?

Maybe you'd better follow him.

He may need help.

You go ahead, Martin.

I'll stay with the colonel.

The explosion loosened
the harness on the monster

and allowed it to escape.

Martin tried to help the doctor,

but there was no time.

Bradford told Martin
what he had just confirmed.

That these monsters were
highly specialized test animals.

They were in fact
mobile laboratories

that consumed human beings

in order to analyze them
chemically,

undoubtedly to detect weaknesses
in the human species.

He told Martin
that the information

fed into a computer
in the spacecraft.

Further, he added, now that
both monsters were dead,

the computer would
activate a transmitter

to send the results
into outer space.

Martin knew what he had to do.

As Martin entered the spaceship,

he heard the transmitter
generator kick on.

The supertough alloys
of the spacecraft

were not even dented
by Martin's hammering.

As the transmitter stopped,
Martin felt sick.

Evidently all the information
had been transmitted.

On Martin's return,
he confessed his failure.

He slowly asked Bradford
what was in store for humanity.

Bradford was pessimistic,

but implied that maybe
all was not lost.

"After all," he told them,

"the vastness of the universe
is incredible.

"If these monsters had come
from its outer limits,

"their home might even
no longer even exist.

"Or if they do come again,

"perhaps man will have
advanced enough

"to cope with them
and those who made them.

Only God knows for sure,"

were Bradford's last words
to anyone on this earth.