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- Domecq the liberator in London on Wednesday.

- Colliers says he's not America's best loved man.

- And the Post says that in spite of his great achievements,

he has made many enemies.

- It seems that Scotland Yard is taking

unusual security precautions.

- He is in London to learn the latest industrial

techniques which he hopes to apply in furthering

the prosperity of his own country.

- England proudly bids him welcome.

- In 20 years, just exactly how are we going

to kill him?

(glass breaks)

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- Why do you keep on shaving?

- Why does any man shave?

To keep his face feeling clean.

- Seems a waste of time and it doesn't show.

(man chuckles)

How are your experiments going on?

- As a matter of fact Sally, I am in a bit of a jam.

I need something to work on other than myself.

Mind, some guinea pigs they're all very well,

but there are different metabolic rates

and so on that make it difficult.

I may try a monkey.

- Why don't you use a man?

- Well that would be taking too much of a risk.

Besides, I can't imagine getting many volunteers.

- I'll volunteer, I'd love to be invisible.

- Not if I know it.

One freak in the family's enough.

Now I must get dressed, I got a big day ahead.

(engine hums)

(car rumbles)

(brakes squeal)

(door slams)

- I thought I was in the war.

Accident?

- Sort of.

What happened to you?

- I swerved to avoid a dog.

- Oh.

Anything I can do?

- Well that's going to need a tow truck.

Could you possibly drive me home?

It's not that far.

- Why sure, hop in.

- I have a rather heavy suitcase in the car,

would you mind?

- Yes, of course.

(car honks)

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(brakes squeak)

Ahem, this is where the fabulous Mr. Constantine lives.

- Yes.

- I'm glad to be able to help you.

I must get along now.

- But my suitcase.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I forgot.

(doors shut)

- Would you mind bringing it in to the house?

- Of course.

- Thank you very much, just put it over there.

You will have a drink, won't you?

- Thank you, but I am in a hurry.

- Hello Mr. Brady.

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- Now how did you know my name?

- The one thing that I never lack is information.

- Oh.

I get it, you know by my bandages.

They're a kind of trademark.

You, you've had troubles too, I see.

- Yes.

Let me introduce myself.

Constantine.

Raphael Constantine.

- I've heard about you, Mr. Constantine.

And your famous art collection.

Well, I have enjoyed this chance of meeting you,

but I'm running very late and--

- It was no chance meeting you, Mr. Brady.

It was all arranged.

- Arranged?

But your ditched car!

- That, too.

- But why?

- I had to see you here alone at once.

- We knew how busy you were, your many commitments.

- Why did you want to see me?

- Because I wanted to find out for myself

whether it really was possible

for a man to become invisible.

- Well, you can accept my assurance, he can.

Now if you don't mind.

- Oh Mr. Brady, if you leave me now, I'm a dead man.

Please.

Come inside.

All my life I've lived for beauty.

Surrounded myself with lovely things.

I've hated ugliness, tried to lock it out.

But now I'm engulfed in a loathsome obscenity

of ugliness.

From which I cannot day or night, for one moment escape.

Can you stand shocks?

- As a scientist, I've seen many things.

- But nothing I think quite as horrible as this.

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It's like a face created in clay

by a four year old child.

And I cannot, I will not continue

this nightmare existence.

That's why, if you don't help me,

I intend to die, today.

- He means it, Mr. Brady.

- But what can I do?

I'm a scientist, not a surgeon.

There's no way I can help.

- There is one way.

- By making me invisible.

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- I'm sorry, I'd like to help you,

but what you suggest is no answer.

- It is!

It's the only answer.

To think that no one, not even I,

would ever again have to look on this mangled nightmare

of a face.

There's nothing in the world I wouldn't give

for such a favor.

- Mr. Brady, you need my father

as much as he needs you.

- Why?

- My information is that you must have a human being

to experiment on.

Before you can become visible again.

- Who told you that?

- Well I told you I don't lack for information.

Listen.

I'll do anything.

Everything you ask, no risk could be too great.

- [Brady] I do need a human being for my experiments, but--

- Please, Mr. Brady.

- [Brady] I don't know.

My director would have to obtain permission

from the government.

If something went wrong with the experiment--

- Nothing could be worse than the horror

that I lived through these last years.

Mr. Brady, my life is in your hands.

- I'll do what I can.

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- Well, Mr. Constantine.

- It's going to work.

I'm sure he will do it.

- Make you invisible?

But can he do it in time?

The president arrives tomorrow.

- He'll be here for two weeks.

- This is my one way of getting near enough to Domecq

the liberator to kill him.

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- [Voiceover] London had turned out in force

to welcome President Domecq the liberator.

Later in the day, he went to Downing Street.

And in the afternoon drove through cheering crowds

to Paris.

It seems that the well-loved President Domecq

is fared to become as popular with our London crowd

as his is over his own people.

During his stay in England--

(clicks off)

- How I hate that smirking unmarked face.

He won't look like that by the time I've finished with him.

- Mr. Constantine, if I may suggest,

and you're letting this passion for revenge endanger

all of us, after all, it wasn't the president

who disfigured you.

- He did not throw the bomb, but he took away our house,

our estate, our factories, everything.

- And left me with this.

- He took everything from me too, my home,

my job as leading scientist with your combine.

- And haven't I looked after you since?

- Yes, yes you have and I am grateful.

I wish to remain with you, Mr. Constantine,

you have my complete loyalty!

That is why I beg you.

- There are only two things which are important.

My invisibility and the president's death.

- These gentlemen are with me, Joe.

- Okay, Mr. Brady.

(machine humming)

- So now you are giving him 400 megahelions, eh?

You are certainly getting the hang of the experiments.

- I watch closely because it so deeply concerns

Mr. Constantine.

You stop at 500?

Surely you can give him more.

- I could, but I'm not going to.

Believe me, 500's plenty.

It wasn't for the fact that we've already built up

his body resistance--

- That's just it.

Mr. Constantine is getting impatient.

He complains that for two weeks now

you have just been playing around the edges

of this experiment.

Heart test, blood test, breathing counts, metabolism.

And now just as he is getting the ray,

you stick to such tiny exposures.

- I don't understand you.

Complicated scientific experiments like this

can't be hurried.

If I'm to gain anything of value from it,

each step must be taken in orderly progression.

And under strict control.

- But Mr. Constantine does not want these precautions.

He longs to be invisible!

He cannot bear this waste of time.

- Well, he will just have to be patient.

Already the buildup on his body is immense.

Tomorrow I shall increase the rate of absorption

to 600 megahelions.

That's all for today.

Alright, Mr. Constantine.

I'm cutting off the power and releasing the locks.

(beeps)

(pants)

- Finished already?

I've only been in there five minutes.

- Three and three quarters, to be precise.

- I'll take more, lot's more.

- I have no doubt.

But I'm not taking any chances.

I had to obtain top brass permission to start.

I promised to apply every possible safeguard and caution.

So that's just what I'm going to do.

- Can't you see this delay is driving Mr. Constantine mad?

- The purpose of this experiment

isn't only to make Mr. Constantine invisible,

but also to obtain information on how to make

an invisible man visible again.

- He should worry about that.

- That's enough, Max.

Mr. Brady is right.

I was overlooking my obligations in this matter.

Forgive me.

I'm sure you'll understand how hard it is to wait.

- I do.

I've been doing a bit of waiting myself.

- Tell me one thing.

How long could it be before I achieve invisibility?

- Three days?

Four?

If I'm on the right track.

From calculations of my total exposure to the rays,

I reckon your absorption limit has almost been reached.

600 megahelions tomorrow, 700 the day after.

Eight if needed, the day after that.

I think by then we can count on you becoming invisible.

- Three days more.

(exhales)

That's not long to wait for a miracle.

Thank you, and my apologies for our ill-mannered impatience.

- Forget it.

See you tomorrow.

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- Hello?

- [Brady] It's Uncle Peter, Sally.

- Hello.

What time will you be home for dinner?

- Well that's just it.

I won't, I'll be late home.

Will you tell your mother, please?

It's this man I'm doing the experiment on.

There's something very funny going on.

And I'm going to do a bit of snooping

to find out what it is.

I may not be home at all.

- Alright, I'll tell her.

- [Brady] Goodbye, Sally.

- Goodbye, Uncle Peter.

(receiver clicks)

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(rings)

- Alright, I'm coming.

Where are you?

Who's that out there?

(gates clank)

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- He's in the paper, sir.

- Who is?

- President Domecq.

- Huh?

- He's been called to South America.

- Leaving right after the ship launching tomorrow!

- This changes everything.

He must alter the whole plan

or it will never be ready in time.

- He could be ready in time.

It means taking a big risk, though.

- Then he mustn't.

- That's enough, Maria.

Are you sure it can be done?

- Well you remember what Brady said.

We have almost reached the absorption limit.

Another two or 300 megahelions

and you will be bursting with the stuff.

- And all I've got to do is get him to give it to me

in one dose instead of three.

- You will have to work fast.

What time does the ship launching take place?

12 noon.

Brady gets to his laboratory just after nine,

that gives us three hours to persuade him,

do the job, and get to the shipyard.

How do you intend to kill Domecq?

- I meant it to be a bomb.

To give him a taste of what I had.

Now I know it'll have to be a gun.

- But if you are invisible, people will see

the gun floating through he air.

- No, Maria will carry the weapon of execution

in her bag.

And at the last moment, I'll take it from her

and move away.

Nothing will connect her with the killing.

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- [Brady] There won't be a killing.

A, because you won't be invisible to shoot this man down,

and B, because you'll be sitting in jail, all of you.

We've an old fashioned prejudice against assassinations.

Still you may be lucky enough to get away

with 10 years apiece.

- Nothing is going to happen to us.

Because you are not going to be around to talk!

(gunshot)

(crash)

- [Brady] Don't be silly.

Put that gun away!

You're liable to hurt someone,

and it won't be me.

(gunshot and crash)

You're costing Mr. Constantine a fortune.

- Stand still, everyone.

Eventually he must give away his position.

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- There he is!

(thud)

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(brakes squeak)

- Morning, Mr. Brady.

Okay.

- Hurry up.

(exhales sharply)

- Am I glad to get out of that.

- Now let's get to work.

Open it.

- I don't like it.

There is so much could go wrong.

- Nothing will go wrong.

I have complete faith in you, Max.

For the last few days you've watched his every move.

- I know--

- Don't argue, we're wasting time.

(buzz)

(door shuts)

(machine hums)

(grunts)

(machine hums)

- Are you alright, Mr. Constantine?

- I'm as invisible as I ever was.

What's the reading now?

- 600 megahelions.

- I told you 800, fool.

- But the buildup is too fast.

No human body can stand it.

- Let me be the judge of that!

800!

(thumps and grunts)

- [Brady] That's it.

- Have you got the gun?

Is it loaded?

Ready for my father to fire?

- Quite ready, Ms. Constantine.

- You stay here and guard the invisible man.

(crash)

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(grunts)

- More!

More!

More!

(machine hums)

More!

(screams)

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(engine starts)

- Where's my father?

Unless he gets here soon, he'll be too late.

- If they shoot at him and the ship goes down

the slipway and the whistles blow.

- But he's not here, what's happening?

Any minute now, he'll launch it.

- [Voiceover] The gun.

(suspenseful music)

- My friends.

I am here to launch the first of this fleet

of fine ships for carrying my country's oil

to the world.

(applause)

And it is with pride that I name this ship Libertad.

Which in my language means freedom.

(applause)

(crash)

(band plays)

- Maria.

- You sure he took the gun?

- Who took the gun?

- Father.

- But your father is dead.

(cheers)

He made me give him more and more of the ray.

He couldn't stand it.

- It's his fault.

Mr. Domecq.

But for him this would never have happened.

Give me your gun.

- Maria, no.

Not now.

- Give me your gun!

- [Brady] Give me that gun, Ms. Constantine.

We can use a few more men like President Domecq.

- Well, President Domecq, I'll say goodbye.

- And better to leave no doubt, to get me off your hands.

- Let us just say, relieved at your safe departure.

- Goodbye, Dr. Brady.

- [Brady] Goodbye, Mr. President.

- And thank you for all that you have done.

(exhales)

- Well that's that.

After you, sir.

- [Brady] Thank you.

Would you mind dropping me at the lab?

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