Patricia Laffan | Devil Girl from Mars (1954, Sci-Fi) Colorized Movie | Classic Sci-Fi | Subtitles

(eerie music) (explosion booms) (dramatic music) – This isthe BBC home service. Here is the news. It was announced bythe Home Office today that the mysterious noiseheard over a lonely part of inverness-shireyesterday was caused by a supposed meteorfalling to earth.

– What's a meteor? – I don't know Tommy. It's a good job it didn'tdrop on anyone if you ask me. Here's your auntie. – Manyreports have since come in regarding an unidentifiedwhite aircraft. – Come on now Doris,turn that off. You can read all about itin the papers in the morning and it's long pastTommy's bedtime.

Off you go Tommy, I'll be upto tuck you in in 10 minutes. – All right Auntie. – But Mrs. Jamieson there'sa meteor dropped near here. – Meteor! A bit ofrock from the sky. Tommy. – Yes Auntie, I'm going. – I'll be real glad when hisparents come up from London to take him off my hands. – It's sort ofromantic isn't it?.

Coming all that way justto drop in our back garden. – Oh you're fair daft. Mrs. Matthews in thevillage said it dropped near Aucheneal and that'snearly 40 miles away. Now get on with your work. – ProfessorArnold Hennessy, the well-known astrophysicisthas traveled north today to investigate themysterious object and will give a detailedreport to the home office.

Of its size- – Professor if youcan tear yourself away from your own hero-worshipfor just a minute, maybe you can makesomething of this map. – I'm no good at reading maps. – Look you plot starsmillions of miles apart in the heavens, yet you can'teven read a map of Scotland. You want to knowsomething Professor? – What?- We are lost.

– Marooned in the highlandsin the depths of winter. You know this wholething is a waste of time. I don't believe it willturn out to be a meteor. More probably an enginecowling of an airplane. – Anyway we're seeingbonny Scotland. – RobertJustin who earlier today escaped from Stirlingprison is still at large. His description is as follows:height five feet 10 inches, fair hair…

(ominous music) – Jamie. – Yes m'dear. – And where are you going? – Just into the lounge dear. – Into the lounge bar youmean, well you'll stay here. If you're thirsty there'splenty of water in the tap. And Doris.- Yes Mrs. Jamieson. – Hurry up with those dishes.

– Yes Mrs. Jamieson. (tapping on window) (suspenseful music) (dramatic music) – Robert! – It isn't Robert now Doris,it's Albert. Albert Simpson. – Have they let you out? – With my luck? What a chance. – You've escaped then?They're after you?.

– What do you think? – You came here. Why? – I thought you'd(inaudible) Doris. You said you took thisjob to be near me. That you'd be waitingfor me when I got out. Well I'm out. – What can I do? – Give me a bite toeat, somewhere to sleep. – You know what you're asking?.

– I know. Well ifyou'd rather not. (dramatic music) – Heavens alive! Who are you? – I'm- – He's on a hikingtour Mrs. Jamieson. Got lost on the moors andluckily saw our lights. – My name's Simpson.Albert Simpson. – You want a room and a bath? I don't see your luggage.

You'll have to pay in advance. – I'm sorry- – Isn't it awful Mrs. Jamieson? He's lost his wallet. He's just beentelling me about it. There he was crossing the stream and he looks over to seea fish that's in the water and next thing heknows his wallets gone. – I'd be willing towork for my keep.

– Very well. I can'trefuse you hospitality. I'll find you plenty ofjobs to do, don't worry. – Thanks, thank you very much. – But I warn you, I'mcounting the spoons. (tense music) – Thanks Doris. – Like a drop of something? – Those things youwrote. What were they? Letters to a dead man?.

– Yeah. – I broke out of there 'causeI couldn't stand it anymore. – You're hurting me. – Because I hadto see you again. – You killed her! – It was an accident! – Was it an accident youmarried her instead of me? – Don't Doris. Don't. – Take your drink Albert.

I'm sorry. Let's talk of something else. How've you been Albert? How did they treat you in there? Did you read a lot? You used to like reading Albert. – Stop it! Who's staying in this place? – Only Mr. And Mrs. Jamiesonand their little nephew Tommy.

(somber music) That was David. He works here. Gives me the creeps. Then there's Miss Prestwick. – Who's she? – Model from London,real good looker. What she's doing in a placelike this I don't know. (somber music) – Good evening Mr. Jamieson.

– Good evening Miss. – Looks as if we'regoing to have a storm. – Indeed it does,but storm or shine, you're alwayspretty as a picture. – (laughs) The suit, isman tailored from wool, the detail and pocketsbeing unusually interesting. Their effect being enhanced by the classicalsimplicity of the skirt. – You don't say Miss.

– The suit may be usedfor town or country wear. – Eh eh, what aboutwear in a Scottish hotel in the middle of winter? – [Mrs. Jamieson] Jamie. – Oh. Coming m'dear. – Mr. Simpson's anew visitor Miss. Just arrived. – What are you, a fisherman?.

– No, just a hiker. – Your face seemsawfully familiar to me. – Really? Doris where's the kitchen? – Through there. – Well, what anextraordinary man. – What does it say? – Loch something that wayand Bonnie Charlie this way. Sounds like a pub.

– We'll take the pub. – And a drink. – Jamie you're at it again. – Yes m'dear. – Put that down. The minute my back's turned,there he is taking a dram. Jamie did you hear what I said? – I put it down dear. – Ay, I can see you have.

– My wife has the mostunpatriotic contempt for our national beverage, Miss. – You should see him whenhe has a patriotic head in the morning. Ach I'veno patience with you. – Here we are Professor.The Bonnie Charlie. – Look Carter, I'ma very busy man. I think we should push on ahead. We could get a gooddeal further tonight. – Professor I've beendriving since daylight.

I'm not moving out ofhere until the morning. – All right, all right. But you won't getmuch of a story here. – I can always dream can't I? Let's have a coupleof big scotches. We can knock 'em up. (knocking on door) – Well go and seewhat they want Jamie. Maybe somebody'scome to buy a drink.

– Yes m'dear. (knocking on door)All right, all right. I'm coming. – Good evening.- Good evening. – I wonder if you can fix usup with rooms for tonight. – Oh well I don't knowabout that gentlemen. – This is an inn, isn't it? – Ay it is that sir, but you see we're really closedfor the winter.

Except of course for the bar. – Ah then by all meanslead us to the bar Mr? – Jamieson. Certainly, come in andwarm yourselves gentlemen. This way. – Ah fire. Good. – Yes and a bar. – This is my wife, gentlemen. – How do you do?- How do you do?.

– Good evening gentlemen. – They want accommodationfor the night. – We lost our way, we hadrooms booked at Auchenarie. – But that's 40 miles away you can't drive as farat this time of night. And most of my rooms are closed but well I'll see what I can do. – Oh thank you very much. – You won't find everythingas it should be mind.

But the beds are good. Well I expect you'd bothlike something to eat. – What I need most is a drink. – Of course, I'llserve you myself sir. – You'll do nothingof the sort Jamie, I'll send Doris tolook after the bar. You go and get thebags out of the car. – Yes m'dear. – Why hello.- Good evening.

– My name is Carter,Michael Carter. I'm a correspondent on”The Daily Messenger”. – Oh really. – I write a weekly article,you probably read it. – Probably not, I don'tread the “Messenger”. – Oh well, such is fame. You're not the landlord'sdaughter, you're a guest, but from where and why herein the depths of winter? Now there is aninteresting clue.

Not many girls drinktomato juice unless- – Unless what? – Unless they're afraidof putting on weight. I know. You're an air hostess. (both laugh) So you're not an air hostess. Who are you? – I'm Doris.- I'm Michael. I should like a very largewhiskey and very small soda,.

Possibly this ladywould like another- – Oh Miss Prestwick onlydrinks tomato juice. – Hello there Mr. Jamieson. Professor join me in a drink, Miss Prestwick is avoiding me. – Oh, I'm not at all surprised. How do you do? My name isHennessy, Professor Hennessy. – The Professorwould like a scotch. Mr. Jamieson what about you?.

– Oh thank you, I'llhave a wee scotch too. – Professor Hennessy?That's it, the radio. You were on thenine o'clock news. Something aboutyou coming up here to look for thunderbolts. – Well of course there'sno secret about it. Thank you. The Home Office has askedme to investigate a meteor that's evidentlyfallen near Auchenarie.

Mr. Carter here he's coveringthe newspaper side of it. – I'm sure I saw a flashof light in the sky. – Really? Just a shooting star togive it its popular name. Quite a common phenomenonMiss Prestwick. Nothing to worry about. – I've seen thembefore Professor and this was amuch larger flash. – When a matter such asthe one I'm investigating.

Gets reported in the newspapers, well, naturally people startimagining all sorts of things. – You mean I thought I sawsomething that wasn't there. – Well you probablyexaggerated its size. Come on have a drinkwith me, that's it. – Oh welcome backto the happy circle. – Well let's allhave a drink on me. – No this timeit's on the house. It's not every day we havea distinguished professor.

From London, a writerfor the newspapers and a right bonnylassie staying with us. Drinks on the house. – Jamie! What did you say? It's agood thing supper's ready. Will you take yourplaces please. I hope you won'tmind eating here, but it's the onlyroom we're able to keep properlyheated in the winter.

Professor will you sit there. – Thank you.- Mr. Carter. – Thank you. – Now I'm sure you're allgoing to like my Scotch broth. – I'm sure we will. – You've come along way just to see a wee bit metal fromthe skies Mr. Carter. – Mr. Carter's editorhopes it will turn out to be a flying saucer.

– Come now Professordon't be too hard on us. Newspapers arepublished every day, we've got to fill themwith something you know. – A couple of spaceshipswould come in very useful exclusive to the “Messenger”. – Crude but correct. – Scotland of all places, thehome of the Loch Ness monster. – I won't hear a wordagainst that decent animal, it did Scotland a power of good.

But I saw it withmy own two eyes. – Ay that was the time yousaw two monsters Jamie. Now where's the bread? I told that youngman to bring it. Albert. Oh there you are. Well come in, come in. – Well. – What is it? – I know you.

– I don't think so.(glass crashes) – Doris be carefulwhat you're doing girl. – That's AlbertSimpson Mr. Carter. He's a guest here. – Is that so? – And very welcome tooisn't he Mrs. Jamieson. – Maybe he won't be so welcome when you know who he really is. Don't you read the papers?.

Don't you listen the radio. (loud whirring) – What is it? – I don't know. – Come on Professor. – I'll go too m'dear, you andMiss Prestwick best stay here. – We can't get anycloser it's quite hot. Where are you going Carter? – What is it?- Got to get to the phone.

– What's happened?What's going on? – What is it Mr. Carter? – Hello. Hello. Hello. What's the matter withthis thing? Hello? Hello? It's an aircraft all right, but like nothingI've seen before. Hello? Hello?- What do you mean? – It's like somethingfrom another planet. – Professor, Professorwhat do you make of it?.

That thing out there! – I must confess I'mcompletely baffled. Beyond the fact thatit's some kind of plane or high-velocity missile. – Or spaceship! – That I'm veryreluctant to believe. – But Professor, it lookslike a flying saucer! – Now, now, now, now. We mustn't let ourimaginations run away with us.

– I quite agreewith you Professor. You'll see, theproper authorities will be here directlyto take it away. – I don't like it. Idon't like it at all. – Where's Albert gone? – Who? – Albert Simpson. – Oh yes, I guess he'staken the opportunity to get out whilethe goings good.

– What do you mean? – I mean that Simpsonsreal name is Robert Justin. – The murderer thatescaped from Stirling jail. – He's not a murderer. – Isn't he? The jury thought so. Hello? Hello. Hello. Here I am with a flying saucerin my lap not to mention an escaped convict and Ican't get the phone to work! Hello!.

– Professor, how doyou think it looks now? – It's red hot, that meansit'll be at least two hours before we can go near it. – Mr. Jamieson, how faris the nearest phone? – Seven miles. – How far is the village? – Seven miles, that's wherethe house with the phone is. – Well I'm going rightthere, you coming Professor? – Yes the home officeshould be informed.

Of this without delay. – Mr. Carter! – Yes. – Mr. Carter I knowit sounds silly, but I don't like to beleft here on my own. – Oh you'll be allright, we won't be long. All right Professor. (car stuttering) (metal clinks).

– Who's there? Anyone there? Anyone. (dramatic music) – Don't scream please. – It's you! Go away from me.Go away from me. – It's all right. I don't want to harmyou, you or anyone else.

– What are you doing out here? – I don't know I just had toget out of there while I could. Please don't give me away. – I must say youdon't look dangerous. – I'm not. Believe meI've never hurt anyone in my whole life on purpose. – Mr. Carter said that- – I know and hewas right in a way but he doesn't knowwhat really happened.

– It's none of my business and I'm far more frightenedof that thing out there. – Thanks. You knowwhen I first met you I thought you were prettystuck up but you're not. You're a really nice person. Well I've got toget out of here. – You poor thing. You're really far morefrightened than I am. Haven't you got any friends.

– I've got one. Well youbetter go now and thanks. – Good luck. – We've spent a lotof time together in this kitchenJamie over the years. – Yes m'dear. (Mrs. Jamieson sniffs) It's alright m'dear I'm with ye. – I know and I'm glad of it. (suspenseful music).

(Doris screams) – Bob! Bob! I thought you'd gone. – Where is everybody? – The Professor and Mr. Carter have gone down to the village. – That reporter, did he saywhat he's going to do about me? – I don't know, but I'm sure he'd turn you in ifhe got the chance.

– He won't get it. – Why did you come back? Whydidn't you go when you could? – Because, well becauseI couldn't leaveyou just like that. – Come on, I've got an idea. – What is it? – Don't do that. Someone might see. – What is this? – You're staying here.

– No no I can't do that. – Why not? – The risk you'd be taking. If they found outyou've been hiding me, you know what it would mean? Prison for you too. – No one's going tolook for you here. That reporterthinks you've gone. – They'll never give uplooking for me Doris.

– But you won't be you silly. We'll make you look different. Maybe you could grow a mustache. You'd look nice witha mustache Albert. – And then what? – Well perhaps we could goabroad, just the two of us. – Ireland. You don't have to havea passport for Ireland. – You know when you came backtonight I was frightened.

I didn't know.But now I do know. – What do you know Doris? – That I love you,I've always loved you. (emotional music) I'm going to go now. (ominous music) (dramatic ominous music) (laser buzzes) – Is the tank full?.

– The tank is full I've checkedthe carburetor and ignition. This car is perfect,I can't understand. – Just like the telephone. well what's to be done now? Do we walk to the village? – Professor I thinkwe'll stick around here. – Yes you may be right, otherwise we may misssomething important. Come on let's go inside andnot stand freezing out here.

This way. – I'll try that phone again. Doris fix us up a coupleof big scotches will you. Hello! Hello. – Doris.- Oh hello. – Doris what's the matter girl? Michael, come here a minute. – Huh? What's the matter? – What do you make of this?.

– She can't see us.She can't hear us. – Doris. Doris. – What's wrong with her? – Her pulse is racing. She'shad some kind of severe shock. – What's the explanation? – Hypnosis perhaps or- – Or what? Something to do withthat thing out there? – No that's absurd. Itell you that's absurd.

(dramatic ominous music) – What? – Who are you? – My name is Nyah. – Where do you come from? – Mars. – Mars? But that's preposterous. – You men on Earth are muchare much as we expected.

– We scientists werealways skeptical about the possibilityof life on Mars but certainly nothing so human. – You are a scientist? – Yes. – You are a very poorphysical specimen. – You speak English. – Of course. You areEnglish aren't you? What other languageshould I speak.

– You speak other languages. – I speak them all. – Pick up our radio? – Of course. – Is this the first timeany of your spaceships have landed on this Earth? – Yes, this isthe first landing. – Why did you land here. – A miscalculation. Thecourse was set for London.

But the planet's atmospherewas thicker than expected. A part of the ship was torn off. – The supposed meteor Professor. – Yes. – Repairs will takeabout four earth hours. – Are you alone in the ship? – Johnny is with me. – Johnny? – Johnny is a mechanical man.

A robot with many of thecharacteristics of a human but improved by anelectronic brain. The metal from which thespaceship is constructed can reproduce itself. – The metalreproduces itself? Do you realizewhat she's saying? They've turned theinorganic into the organic. – Just why areyou going to London? – Many of your Earth yearsago, our women were similar.

To yours today, our emancipationtook several hundred years and ended in a bitterdevastating warbetween the sexes. the last war we ever had. – So you've had wars too. – All inhabitedplanets have had wars. Some have ended bywiping themselves out. – How? – For every new weapon inventeda defense was perfected until the ultimateweapon was developed.

A perpetual motionchain reactor beam. – Incredible. What form did it take? – As fast as matter wascreated it was changed by its molecular structureinto the next dimension and so destroyed itself. – So there is afourth dimension. – After the War of the sexes,women became the rulers of Mars but now the malehas fallen into a decline.

The birth rate isdropping tremendously for despite our advanced science we have still found noway of creating life. – So you've comehere for new blood. – In a way. But also to test a newlyinvented organic metal of which my ship is built. On Mars some thinkI will not return, that the metal is too unstable.

But when I get back wewill build more spaceships. Meanwhile I will selectsome of your strongest men to return with me to Mars. – If they don'twant to go with you? – There is no if. – Your philosophy maynot be appreciated. How do you proposeto subdue London or anywhere else for that matter whilst you take yourpick of the men.

– A simple matter.The nuclear ship contains a paralyzerray mechanism capable of freezing alllife over a wide area. – Like you froze me just now? – Yes. – Professor, don'tyou understand that this thing from Marscan destroy all life? – But we must look objectivelyon what's happening. Mars offers thescientific millennium now.

This is the turning pointin the history of the world. – Oh you're back. – Mrs. Jamieson may Iintroduce your latest guest. Miss Nyah. She comes from Mars. – Oh well that'llmean another bed. She's come from where? – From Mars. – Oh Jamie, Jamie. – Mr. Jamieson, where is he?.

I'll go after her. Mrs. Jamieson, Mrs. Jamieson! Mrs. Jamieson, what happened? – It's David, I can'tfind him anywhere. – David he's vanished! – Ay, where can he be? – Do you think he'sgone with Simpson? – He'd never gowith Albert Simpson. – Have you?- Of course.

– Is he alive? – No he was superfluous.A hopeless specimen. (everyone shouting at once) (dramatic music) Do not try to followme, you cannot get help. Around this I've drawnan invisible wall through which no onemay pass in or out. (dramatic ominous music) – An invisible wall?I don't believe it.

– Well I do. When shewent out of here just now she just vanished. – But that'sabsolutely ridiculous. I'm a scientist, Ibelieve what my brain tells me to believe, whatI can see with my own eyes. – Even when it's there andyou can't see it Professor? – And that explains the carand the telephone not working. – I'm going to tryand find this wall. – No Professor no.

– Come back man! Come back. – Oh Mrs. Jamiesonwhat's to happen to us? – All of us everywhere. – I don't know. But whatever comes mustbe met with courage. Remember that and putyour trust in the Lord. Come on Jamie whilewe're still alive, we might as wellhave a cup of tea. (knock on door).

– Oh it's you. – What are you doing uphere all by yourself. – Well you can see thatthing better from up here. – The tomato juice girlwouldn't by any chance have a scotch around would she? – No, but I've got some brandy. Here help yourself. – Oh thank you. – Why'd you do it Michael?.

– Do what? – Drink so much. – The girl is as goodas she is beautiful. – Don't try and be tooclever about things Michael. It's like drinking youknow, doesn't do any good. – All right, who was it? – Name? – Not important,it isn't a story. – It's a very old story.

He was a dress designer, veryhandsome, very sophisticated. – And very married. He's the artist andyou're the model. You better talk about it. After tonight you maynever have another chance. If you were so muchin love with him why are you hiding from him? – Because it's no good. Neverwas and it never will be. This isn't the firsttime I've run away.

Only he always found me. – As you always hoped he would. – And now I've comehere to a Scottish inn. – Where he won't findyou and you know it. My dear girl you're onthe way to recovery. As your friend andadvisor I tell you you may now safely take a drink. – You know, I don't reallylike the taste of alcohol. – Really?.

Well it is an acquiredtaste. I've acquired it. – Did it take you a longtime? To acquire it I mean. – Long enough. Therewas the Spanish war, the invasion of Italy,D-day, Czechoslovakia. A few atomic explosions whichI did not see and now this. A Martian ship or flying saucer. But for me it's not so mucha landmark as journey's end. Now I'm letting my hair down. That's that thing out there.

– It is there Michael. – Good lord! (intense music) – What is it?- Come on. – Professor, what's happened? – Well she wasn't, shewasn't lying. It's there. – What is? – The invisible wall. I walked down the garden.

Down the end where theslope is, I crashed into it. It was just like crashinginto a brick wall. – Good gracious! – Mrs. Jamieson we'dbetter get him inside. – Oh dear, dear. – Steady. – Put him in that chair.- Thank you. – Are you all right? – I'm all right.

– Michael, giveme a handkerchief. – Give him a little brandy. – Here, you poorman, drink this. – Thank you. – What does one do aboutsomething one can't even see. – I don't know. I honestly don't know. – I do. She's got a gunof sorts then so have I. – Jamie give thatthing to me at once.

I'll have no one payingwith firearms around here, someone might get hurt. – That Mrs. Jamisonis the general idea. – You mean youwant to shoot her? – No choice unless– Unless what? – Unless we take herprisoner, but even for that we'll need the gun.It isn't just for us. There's enough destructivepower on that ship to wreck the whole country.

You better let me havethat Mr. Jamieson, I'm used to things like this. It's kind of ancient isn't it? How many shells have you got? – Just the five. Mind youI don't know if it'll work it hasn't been firedthese 20 years. – Oh boy. Mr. Jamieson, go behind that bar pretend to be busy will you.

Professor stay right here. Mrs. Jamieson, Ellen, Ithink you better go outside. – I'm not leaving Jamie. – And I'm staying right here. – All right if that'sthe way you want it. – Michael, listen. (ominous music) – You are all very quiet. No doubt you are resignedto the inevitable.

That is wise. Professor, I observedyour encounter with the electronic wall. Today it is you wholearned the power of Mars, tomorrow it willbe the whole world. – Put up your hands. – And why shouldI put up my hands? – Because if youdon't I'll shoot you. (eerie tense music).

Get back or I'll fire. Get back! – You fool. – Get back! – Shoot man shoot! (gunshots banging) – You poor demented humans,to imagine you can destroy me with your old-fashioned toy. What do you know of force? Forces we use on Mars,but you shall know.

You and the rest whodwell on this planet. I can control power beyondyour wildest dreams. Come, come and you shall see. (suspenseful music) – Psst. Hey, what doyou think you're doing? – Who are you? – Hang on a minute kid. You can't go down there. – Sure I can. I'vedone it often.

– Maybe but not at night. Kids like you shouldn'tbe around at this time. – I want to see the airplane. Did you see itcome down? Come on. – Now look kid, I'min enough trouble without looking after you. – What sort of trouble? – Oh trouble. – Are you a SecretService agent?.

– No. – Gee maybe you're a killer. – No kid, but you shouldn'tsay things like that. – Come on mister. Auntie will see usif she comes outside. Let's get into the treesand look at the airplane. Gee, that's something. (ominous music) – Now earth men look. Watchthe power of another world.

(eerie tone) (suspenseful music) (dramatic music) (robot beeping) (laser whizzes) (low humming tone) (laser whizzes) – Quick! Run! (laser whizzes).

– Gee, was that a bomb? – I don't know. It was tooclose, whatever it was. (dramatic music) (Jamie yells) (low humming tone) Come on, we betterget out of here. – Get up! – Gee, you're justlike the black spider. Danger's always havingtrouble with her.

– You speak in riddles. What is your name? – Don't talk to him like that. He's only a kid.Leave him alone. – You should plead for yourown life and not for his. He will be safe with me. – Who are you? what's goingon? Where do you come from? – You ask a lot of questions. I will deal with you later.

Come we will return to the ship. – Goodie. – You aren't takinghim anywhere. – You speak unwisely. – Just try taking him! You can't play any ofyour tricks with me. – No? (eerie low music) Come.

I will show you wondersyou have never seen before. – I don't know whetherI'm awake or dreaming. My mind just won't accept it. – If only we could getin contact with someone. – I'd give anythingto see a squadron of heavy bombers right now. – That wouldn't help at all. There's probablyenough power out there to repel any bombsbefore they explode.

– That horriblerobot. That machine. Michael I'm frightened. – Don't worry dear I supposeworse things have happened. – Aye, but not much worse. – If only we could getinside that spaceship. I wonder. – Have you any ideas professor? – I was- What's that?.

(ominous music)- Jamie, oh! – No doubt you arehaving a council of war. It amuses me to watchyour puny efforts. – The wise man always seeksto discover the truth, even his means ofdoing so are limited. – It would take you athousand years to learn a fragment of whatwe have achieved. – Perhaps not, if Ihad you for my teacher. – What do you mean?.

– As a scientist I canonly believe the evidence of my own senses. So far theonly thing I know about you is that you can kill, that isalso a human accomplishment. You say your spaceshipis very powerful. We also have powerful machines. – None to equal those of Mars. – Indeed. – You say you believe theevidence of your senses. Very well then you shall see.

Perhaps then you willrealize your helplessness. Come! – Professor!Professor! Don't go! – I must. (foreboding music) – Now you shall see. – But it's quite cool, yet two hours agoit was quite hot. – Only the outside. Thatwas caused by the friction.

As we entered theatmosphere of the Earth at over 6000 semantics. The interior is insulatedagainst heat or cold. – But how did theoutside cool so quickly? – You have no wisdom. The entire structureof the nuclear ship is made of a new organicmetal, therefore each molecular cell can absorb its ownamount of heat or cold. It could have absorbed all theheat in a matter of seconds.

Fill your eyes Earth man. See such powers as younever dreamed existed. Now look again. The evidence of yourown eyes Professor. Can you still see? Thereis enough power there to drive this shipanywhere in the universe. Enough power to obliterate this speck of matteryou call Earth. – What is the power?.

– Something you scientistshave not yet dreamed of. A form of nuclear fission ona static negative condensity. – A negative condensity? – Exactly. Your atomicbomb is positive causing the explosion toexpand upwards and evaporate. Our force is negative andexplodes the atomic forces into each other, thereby magnifyingthe power a thousand fold. – And the fuel? – Self propagating. Theexcess reaction of each drive.

Expands and it causesthe same motion to happen again and again. It is what you callperpetual motion. – Perpetual motion? Impossible. – You talk like aprimitive savage because your science hasnot discovered these things does not mean theyare impossible. Even inventions asradio and television you would have consideredimpossible 100 years ago.

But enough, now we shallreturn to the others. (foreboding music) – You think it'll work? – Kill that switch. – Tried bullets.Hand me that knife. Right. (tense music) – What happens if theprofessor comes first? – Then we've failed.

I'm going to stand bythat switch, let meknow who comes first. Right?- Okay. They're coming! The professor is coming first. – Are you sure?- Yes. No no they've changed places. Now Michael now! – Right!(electricity crackles) (dramatic music)- You fools!.

Do you think you canhurt me with this. Even your limited intelligenceshould convince you by now that you cannot harm me. Perhaps your scientistwill help to convince you. Now you must ceaseyour stupid tricks or I will destroy the child. – The child? you haven't? – You can't have! Oh dear! – The child is safe so far.

You have seen some of my power. Perhaps this will helpto show the others. – You devil, if youharm that child! – (screams) Look, lookshe's going all blurry. – It can't be! – You still doubt,the transfer of matter into the fourthdimension is simple. – Michael, I can'tstand any more. – I never thought I'dlive to see the day.

– How did she get him. How did she know he was here? – He's not there. The poor lads in thatdevil's hands. (sobs) I'll never forgive myself. – Now now my dear. Youmustn't blame yourself. We're just simple folkup against strange power. We can only trust in the Lord. – But we must have sinnedsomething terrible.

– Michael. Michael no. – We've done enoughtalking Ellen. (somber music) – Professor. What is it like inthere Professor? Will he come out alive? Will he come out at all? (somber music) (tense music).

– What is it? – You have taken the child. – So? – Why did you take him. – He is a young creature. His mind is free from yourstupid emotions and fears. If I take him he willmake a willing subject. – But a weak one. Why not exchange him for someone.

Who would suit yourpurpose better? – Exchange him? For whom? – For me. – For you? – Release the child andI'll follow you willingly. It's a fair bargain. – But I must go back. I can't leave Michaelalone in that- – No.- Professor.

Either Michael can achievewhat he sets out to do or he's past any help from us. – Poor wee Tommy. I'llnever forgive myself. – You can't blame yourself. If that devilwanted to take him, there's nothing any ofus could do to stop her. – How will I ever face my sister with the life of herson on my conscience. No I'm going out thereand I'll fetch him back.

– Listen. There's someone outside. – She's back.She'll kill us all. – (giggles) I'llbet that scared you. – Tommy.- Oh thank God. – Oh dear. (sobs) (everyone talking at once) Come dear sit on my knee. – Tell me sonny, whathappened tonight?.

– I saw the airplane come down. – Really?- From my window. I wanted to have a look. Iput my trousers on Auntie, so it was all right. Then– Yes? – I climbed down theroof, with the nice man. – What nice man? – He was up in theattic. He came with me. – What's got into her?.

Go on son, go on. – Then we wentacross to the barn and we saw a bigmachine come over. Then we turned and ran and ran. Then we met the lady inthe black flying suit. – Mercy me, you poor laddie. – Oh it was fun. Then she took me backwith her to the airplane but she didn't show me much.

I waited for a long timein a bright sort of room. Then she came andtold me to come back. Gee, wait till I tellthe fellas at school. – Tommy, Tommy. Did you seea tall dark man in there. – No, there's nobody there. – Jamie. Take him upstairs. – Come on son, come on. Such a big heavy boy. – Come my dear andhelp me put him to bed.

The Lord be praisedhe's safe back with us. – Albert. Albert. Albert you all right? What were you doingin the garden? – Foolish woman, running like a frightenedrabbit in the night. – What's the matter Albert? You're talking all funny. – We are all the slaves.

Of a great andpowerful civilization. Let us prepare for our rulers. – Have you gone daft Albert?I thought you'd gone away. – Go. There is not much time. – Thank goodness for that. But what do you supposehas happened to Mr. Carter? – I don't know. Still if she let the child go. Michael!.

– Where's Ellen? – She's upstairs withthe wee boy, but- – Michael, whathappened out there? – I've got to saygoodbye to Ellen first, then I'll tell you. – Mr. Carter. Oh Mr.Carter its Albert sir. – Who? – Albert. AlbertSimpson, he's upstairs. – But I thought thechap was miles away.

– No he didn't go. He came back. He came back to me, butsomething's happened. He's talking all funny andhe doesn't seem to know me. Oh quick sir come upstairs. – All right. Wait a minute. Go down the stairs. – But Mr. Carter.- Go downstairs. (ominous music).

Simpson. (dramatic music) – Mr. Carter what did you do?- Michael whatever's happened. – Let's get him downstairs. We'll clean him up then. – Mr. Carter, why did youhave to knock him out. – If I hadn't he'dhave knocked me out. – What's going on? – It's this convict Mrs.Jamieson, he was upstairs.

– So he didn't get away. (Doris sobs) What's got into you girl? Doris! What do youknow about him? Did you know he was up there? – Yes, yes I helped him to hide. – What? – Mr. Carter sayshe's a murderer. What can a man likethat be to you?.

– Mrs. Jamieson it reallyisn't any of our business. We've other thingsto think about. Michael, Professorwhat's it like in there? – Well Ellen- – This spaceshipmust be destroyed. – Destroyed but how? Professor what didyou see in there? – I saw the source of power,a mere globule of energy but mighty enough totake the ship here.

From Mars and back again. – This source ofpower, it's small? – Incredibly small. Probably a self-propagatingatomic pile. Exactly in thecenter of the ship. (ominous music) Perhaps one determined blowdelivered might release this power in the formof a terrific explosion. A blow delivered bythe right person,.

Given the right opportunity. – But that will be suicide. Certain death to whoeverdelivered the blow. – One life in exchangefor millions. Yes. – Professor what are youtrying to say to Michael? What is it that I don't know? – Ellen. – It is time Earth man. (somber music)- Michael.

What does she mean? – Ellen, I've got to go now. – With her. Why? – Because he made a bargain. He is returning with me toMars of his own free will. Why do you weep? – Because I love him. (emotional music) Professor. I don't understand.

What is it she's saying? Whatbargain has she made with him. – Can't you guessMiss Prestwick. The bargain was overTommy, the child. – You made your bargain.Do not regret it. – I am not regretting it. – It is better foryou and your people to know how helpless they are. The tricks they tried,how childish they were. Nothing can resist this power.

(ominous music)(beeping) (dramatic music) (robot beeping) That was the lasttrick Earth man. – They're coming back. Maybe she's changed her mind. – I doubt it. – Michael. Michael. – He tried to gaincontrol of the robot.

Because of his trickeryyou will all die. (all exclaiming) Do you hear Earth man? You brought deathupon all in this room. In a few minutes asyou calculate time, the nuclear ship willhave repaired itself. When I leave, this house and everyone in itwill be destroyed. – Take me with you.

– Another trick. Whyshould I take you? – Because when you get toLondon you will need a guide. – A guide? – In spite of yourgreat knowledge. Many things there willbe strange to you. – Why should I take you? – Since you've been here lastI've been thinking deeply. It is only right that Marswith its superior knowledge should triumph over Earth.

– Mars will triumph! – I am a scientist.Take me with you. Let me share in that triumph. – But Professor yousaid that you would- – Never mind what Isaid a moment ago,I've changed my mind. Why should I die. I'm willing to go withyou on one condition. – Well? – That you spare the others.

– I will spare no one. But in saying that I needa guide you speak sense. I will take one ofyou, the rest will die. – Then you will take me? – I do not know.Three times already during this earth nightyou've tried to trick me. That will not happen again. No one will enter thenuclear ship till it's ready. I will return soon, oneof you will come with me.

The rest will die. – Professor, I can'tunderstand it. I can't believe- – That I was tryingto save my own skin. Thank You Miss Prestwick. – You had me fooled. Yousounded sincere enough. – I am sincere. I am sincere in my efforts totry and get aboard that ship. Do you realize thatsoon it'll be on its way to paralyze London and we're-.

– What's to be done? – Whoever gets on board thatship must try to destroy it. – But who? Who will do it? – There's very littletime left to decide that. I have one little job to do. If we can't save ourselvesperhaps we can save others. I'm going to writedown what has happened. – You mean someone may find it? – Yes, what little I havelearned may help the authorities.

While there is yet time. I'll go to my room andtry and write it down as simply as I can. The atomic structure of themetal from which the ship is constructed isapparently organic. Molecules canreproduce themselves, the same principle asa tree or vegetable. And like any living thingit must have a weak spot. A vital spot atwhich one can strike.

– I'm 26 Michael andin all those years I haven't done a singlething I really wanted to do. – And what would you do if youcould start all over again? – Spend more timein the country. Find the rightman, have children. What's the use Michael. – Ellen those thingsyou said downstairs. – You must have thoughtme an awful fool. – No. Why did you say them?.

– I had a sense of loss. – Why? – Well I don'tknow how to say it, but I felt I'd foundthe right man at last and I was going to lose him. – Ellen, did youdid you really mean? – Yes, Michael yes. (emotional music) – Oh I'd have madeup no-good husband.

I'm not particularly fondof the country and as for- – Michael, you'd havemade me very happy. Why didn't we meet years ago. – This business of peoplemeeting, falling in love. You know if that thinghadn't landed out there, we'd still have met. We'd have beenindifferent to each other. Privately you'd have thought me just a self-opinionatednewspaperman.

– What about me? Just astupid girl from the big city dazzling the nativeswith clothes she kept for next to nothing. – We wouldn't have known whatthe other was really like. – Oh Michael. – No. Let's go downstairsand join the natives. – What happened? – You all right Albert? – I think so. Whathit me? That woman.

– Never mind aboutthat now Albert. She must have hypnotized you. Then Mr. Carter cameupstairs and you had a fight. – These ropes, who tied me up? – He did. He thought you might- – I see. He thoughtI might be dangerous. – I see you'verecovered have you. Remember what happened? – Sort of.

– Nothing like a goodcup of tea in a crisis. – How's Tommy Mrs. Jamieson? – I've just been up to him. He's sleeping inmy room tonight. The poor wee soul'ssound asleep. – We must all beprepared for her return. One of us must beinside that spaceship before it takes off. If one of us is not inside it,.

We may all die secondswithin it's taking off or she may kill usbefore it leaves at all. Either way we alldie or one of us dies so that the others may be saved. As I've explained I'mthe logical choice. – No. – Jamie. – It's all right dear, I'monly a useless old man. – You can't Jamie,I couldn't bear it.

– This whole argumentis ridiculous. There's only one logicalperson to go, me. I made a bargain, remember. – Michael, you- – Ellen I'm not reallya very nice person. Hasn't it ever occurredto you that I might have an ulterior motive forgoing, selfish reasons. – Selfish reasons? – Yes, the person whogoes in that spaceship.

Is under no compulsionto wreck it. He can go to Marsand keep his life. – You wouldn't. – Wouldn't I? Well the best thing to do isjust wait and see isn't it. – We're wasting time if wecannot decide who is to go there's only one thingfor it. Let's draw lots. – Right.- That's the best idea. – The cards.

– I'll take them Mr. Jamieson. Now high scores. – Yes.- Very well. – Professor you first. – 10 of Spades. – Mr. Jamieson. – What is it Jamie? – The three of clubs. (sobs) The three of clubs.

– King of spades. – I go. – Michael. – Now there's verylittle time to lose. You've got to workas fast as you can. Listen when you getinside the spaceship you will see the powercrucible in a kind of shaft then it's up to yourself. – I understand.

– For the rest of us,have you got a cellar? – There's one belowthis very room. – Well it might notafford much protection but perhaps it's the best wehave in the circumstances. It'll be right now. Come on. – But Albert? What about Albert. – Never mind him. We'llget him down in a minute. Come on Doris. – Doris you must come.

– All right Miss Prestwick,in a moment I'll come. (emotional music) Albert. Are wereally going to die? – Perhaps Doris, perhaps we are. – I've become scared. Nothing like this hashappened to me before. – Nothing like this hasever happened before. – Why to us? – Well it had to happensometime, somewhere.

There's no reason forbelieving that we on Earth are the only livingpeople in the universe. I've been reading about it, there are thousands ofstars and planets up there. We'll reach them someday. Probably the moon firstand then out into space. – Will she really kill us? – Maybe not. – She said-.

– She probably didn't mean it. people have to havea reason for killing. – I've got to forgetthat. You had a reason. – No one has the rightto kill not even- – She was bad. I should neverhave sent you away. – I'm just realizing what afool I've been all my life. Doris. Come on now, you mustgo or they'll miss you.

– Go and hideyourself somewhere. Be seeing you. – Goodbye Doris. (ominous music) – So you are coming? – Yes. – Where are the others? – They are hiding.They are afraid. – Do you go with meof your own free will?.

– Of my own free will. (somber music) – Mr. Carter. Mr. Carter! – Later Doris, I've gotto get Albert down first- – Mr. Carter please. (dramatic music) Give him a chance Mr.Carter. Give him a chance. (Doris screams) (ominous tense music).

(rockets boom) (spaceship whining) (rockets boom) – Albert! Albert! – It's too late now.It's too late, down. (explosion booms) – Albert. Albert did it! – Mr. Carter! – Oh Mr. Carter!.

Oh Doris. (phone ringing) – Hello yes. Yes this is the Bonnie Charlie. Yes. (chuckles) They wantto know if there's been something the matterwith the line. – We'll all have a drink. – On the house.

(dramatic music)

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