As I've said, my dear, it's fortunate for all of us that everything is dead.
Yes.
Grandfather!
Don't move, any of you.
And whatever you do, don't look into the cat's eyes.
Close your own if you want to.
Doctor, I think the cat's losing interest.
Don't relax.
One swipe of its paw would smash us to pieces.
Well, we can't get back to the ship just yet.
And you know how fast cats can move.
And another thing, we could be mistaken for mice, and I don't fancy being part of the
cat's diet.
It gets more horrifying every moment.
Couldn't we make contact with the people here, sir?
No, I'm afraid not.
Well, why not?
They might be able to help us.
It's out of the question, my dear.
How can we possibly communicate with them?
Imagine a record played at the wrong speed, Susan.
We'd sound like a little squeak to them, and they'd sound like a low growl to us.
Anyway, if we could communicate, what would they do to us?
We're freaks.
They'd put us in a glass case and examine us through a microscope.
Oh, that's a thought, isn't it?
And I would add another and more important factor.
The people that live in this house are murderers.
For one of them is, therefore we can't expect sympathy and understanding from an insane or
a criminal mind.
Yes, what about that dead man?
Oughtn't we to do something about it?
Well, what can we do, my dear?
I mean, surely, this is the question.
Normally, I wouldn't hesitate, but the destruction of the life force is frightful.
There it is.
I mean, what can we do as we are?
Well, I can't see any sign of that cat.
Not much safety that gives us.
Well, shall we proceed?
I can see a huge leg coming.
Run!
This way.
Oh!
Go on, Susan.
I can help you.
Go on.
Sorry.
It's all right.
This way, quickly.
Grandfather, they're almost there.
Oh, they're all right.
They're all right.
It's a pity they didn't come this way, though.
Shall we go over to them?
No, no, it's dangerous.
Let's go over to that pipe there.
Barbara, quick, in the briefcase.
It's our only chance.
Are you sure he's dead?
Of course I'm sure.
You know he had a gun.
He didn't seem the sort of man who'd need one.
He pulled it out of his pocket and told me he was stealing the formula.
I struggled with him.
The gun must have been turned into his body.
It went off.
I wouldn't try telling that story to the police if I were you.
Oh, why not?
Oh, don't be a fool.
He's been shot through the heart from some feet away.
Even I can see that, and I'm no expert.
No powder burns around the bullet hole.
You're very detached about it.
What did you expect?
Hysterics?
I've seen more death than you can imagine.
People dying of starvation all over the world.
What do you think I started on research for?
What puzzles me is how cool you are.
I don't feel guilty, if that's what you mean.
I'm too busy working out what the implications are.
Destroying the last year's work.
That's what it means.
If that seems callous, all right, it is.
Farrow was pushed onto me, and he was a nuisance and a fool.
Always checking every minor detail.
I've worked 15, sometimes 16 hours a day, every day on this experiment.
Yes, I know.
You don't know anything!
All you care about is how much money you can make.
Why did you have to kill him?
Didn't you give him money, bought him off?
Oh, what's the use?
Look, Smithers, I know what you've put into the experiment, but this doesn't mean the
end of everything.
Of course it does.
You've ruined everything.
It's all finished, wasted.
Not necessarily.
Farrow was going on a holiday.
He has a boat.
He was going to cross to France by himself in it.
It's anchored about 10 miles away.
Yes, I know.
If the police were to find an overturned boat and a body out at sea somewhere...
What?
Don't worry.
You can leave it all to me.
I'll tow an outboard with me and come back in that.
Father, that's your business.
I don't want to know about it.
You say all I want out of the experiment is money.
But you want something too, don't you?
You want to see it finished.
Be known as the inventor of it.
If the truth came out about Farrow, you can say goodbye to all that.
The experiment must go through.
It's too important.
Nothing else matters.
Not if we can save people from dying of starvation.
That's what I care about, Forrester.
All right.
We'll move the body.
As far as you're concerned, Farrow left here to go to his boat.
I'll put his briefcase in the lab first.
Come on, Bob.
Let's get out of here before it moves again.
Oh, that was worse than the Big Dipper.
It was.
We were lucky this case was full.
Of course, it had to happen to us.
Of all the places to pick, we had to choose one that was movable.
You have any idea where we are?
It's a ceiling up there.
That means we're indoors and the doctor and Susan are outside.
How's your ankle?
Oh, it's all right.
I didn't hit it badly.
Oh, I also bumped my knee against a large piece of metal.
Yeah.
Well, there were a lot of things flying around in there.
We were very lucky.
Yes, but you know what the metal was?
What?
It sounds ridiculous.
It was a paper clip.
Yes.
Well, the only thing to do is to keep out in the open.
If we must hide, hide behind things.
Do you think we could find some water?
I wouldn't mind bathing my ankle for a bit.
Yes, all right.
I'll go and have a look over here.
Let's move the body.
Where can we put him?
In the store room.
Let's go.
It's much better when they're a long way away, isn't it?
Are you sure you saw one of them pick up the briefcase and go into that building behind
us?
Well, I definitely saw him pick up the briefcase.
But when he walked past us, it was just like a mountain, just a blur, you know?
He must have gone inside the house.
Careful, Grandfather.
Don't fall down there, will you?
Oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh.
It stings.
Oh, oh.
Uh.
Unpleasant smell of chemical in there.
Oh, is it not just an ordinary drainpipe, is it?
No.
I wonder if that pipe extends into the room where that briefcase went.
Are you thinking of climbing up the inside of it?
Yes.
Yes, of course, my dear.
There's no other way.
If you go in there, you'll see it's all corroded, sir.
There's plenty of hand and footholds.
That chemical smell means that it's germ free.
Oh, well, it's too far for you, Grandfather.
Well, if it is, I shall have to give up.
I'm not going to give up before I've tried.
And remember, you must think of the other two.
They must be constantly reminding themselves they're only one inch high.
There's only the two of us to help them.
All right. But you let me go first.
Yes, yes, yes, go on.
Nothing much that way. Except for what I took to be a gas cap.
No water though, Barbara, sorry.
Oh, that's all right. Seems to be better now.
I have a shocking bruise on my knee, though.
I wish I could do something to help you.
I think we ought to try in this direction.
Yes. Just a minute.
Well, it's the only one we haven't explored, unless we go further afield.
Let's see.
All right?
Yes, that's fine.
Sure? Right. Let's try that way.
Are you all right down there, Grandfather?
Yes. I'm all right, my dear. I can manage very well.
Good.
It's just as well this pipe's corroded, isn't it?
There are plenty of footholds.
Good.
Well, onwards and upwards, my dear, eh?
Yes.
Look at those enormous test tubes.
Ian, look at this.
Hm? Yes.
What do you suppose it is? Corn? Wheat?
Wheat.
It still happens all the way getting out of this place.
Oh, yes. You're right. It is wheat.
Ooh, it's all covered in some sticky stuff, like toffee.
Hey, Barbara.
Look at this.
Give me a handkerchief, will you?
You see what this is?
A book of litmus papers.
Hm.
How often have I held a piece of litmus paper in my fingers?
Oh, well. Makes a handy seat.
Yes.
You realise what this place is?
Oh, it's some sort of laboratory.
Yes. I think it must explain those dead insects and things.
They must be doing some experiments.
Of course, it makes it all the more dangerous for us.
Why do you say that?
Whatever killed those insects could easily kill us.
I wish the doctor said something like that. I'd forgotten.
Well, don't touch anything, eh?
But... but, Ian...
I mean, look at the way these seeds are coated.
They're obviously samples.
Yes, I think they must be inventing a new insecticide.
And they've sprayed these seeds with it.
Surely. I mean, couldn't it be just preserving oil?
I doubt it. Anyway, you keep away from it.
Got a very distinctive smell. That's one good thing.
I think we should find the others and get back to the ship.
Yes, I know.
I've been wrecking my brains.
I'm so high up here.
You got any ideas?
No, I haven't.
I wish I had.
Hey, Barbara. We can get back, you know.
Yes.
All we gotta do is find a piece of string and get down to ground level.
That string would be too thick for us.
What we really need is a reel of cotton.
A reel of cotton.
It's all so ridiculous, Ian.
Barbara, we must concentrate on getting back.
Just forget how absurd things are.
Concentrate on getting back. Do you understand?
Yes, all right.
Hey, that briefcase.
Barbara, if we could find enough of those paper clips,
we could string them together and make some sort of a ladder.
Yes, that's an idea.
Let's do it, hey? Come on. Don't let's give up.
I'm not giving up.
Good. Because the next problem is how to open the flap of the briefcase.
I don't fancy struggling around there in the dark.
Yes. We might find something in the briefcase which would tell us more about that stuff.
That insecticide or whatever it is.
Well, maybe, but the other thing's much more important.
Are you sure you're all right, Grandfather?
Yes. I'm all right.
I'm coming, my child. I'm coming.
Can you get the flap open?
I'm just going to try.
Can I help?
No, I'm all right. Just give me a moment to think this out.
Well, it doesn't push downwards, that's sure.
Try right to left, then.
Great minds think alike.
Well, it doesn't move that way either. I'm going around the other side.
All right.
Success.
I've done it, Barbara.
Barbara?
You don't have to watch everything I do.
I like to know what's going on.
There's blood on the flagstones. You don't seem to have noticed that.
I shan't forget this, Snibbers.
Oh, yes, you will. You'll forget all about it.
Killing Pharaoh, killing the King, killing the Queen.
You'll forget all about it.
I'll forget all about it.
Yes, you will. You'll forget all about it.
Killing Pharaoh and whatever you do with the body, you'll rub it right out of your mind.
Well, of course.
And don't think I'm doing this for you.
But if there's one chance in a million of the experiment going through,
of making it work,
then I must do it. I must.
That's sensible. It's practical.
Practical.
Making me an accessory.
Making?
Yes, making.
You knew perfectly well how I felt about D&6.
How much I'd put into it, what it meant to me.
You knew I'd help you.
That's why you took me out and showed me Pharaoh's body, wasn't it?
You'd do anything to get what you want, wouldn't you?
Wouldn't you?
Aren't you?
Grandfather! Grandfather!
Grandfather, we made it!
We cut to the top!
Yes, I know.
Oh, just leave me for a minute.
I'll... I'll be all right in a little while.
Come on.
Oh, the smell of that camp.
Oh, very nearly overpowered me.
Oh, yes.
Grandfather, I think I heard some people talking just now.
They heard a sort of low growling sound like Ian said, you know?
Oh, come to think of it, our voices sound rather odd.
It's this... this sink, of course.
It's all working like a... like an echo chamber.
I think we should try and find them, don't you?
Yes. Do you think there's a chance of them being here somewhere?
I don't know, child. I don't know.
Take it easy.
Ian.
You all right?
You gave me the fright of my life when I saw you lying there.
Did you see it?
The fly, you mean. Yes, I did.
It flew off. I was frightened when those men came into the room.
I just turned around and... and there it was.
Its whole body was quivering.
Don't worry about it now. It's all over. It's dead.
I thought you said it flew away.
But it did. It landed on those seeds and died instantly.
Are you sure?
Of course I'm sure.
I want to have a look.
Why?
It's all right. I'm all right now.
You can see the insecticide glistening on its legs.
Pretty lethal stuff.
That fly must have died the moment it landed.
Stop it. Stop it!
Barbara.
Ian.
Ian!
Barbara!
Can you hear me?
Susan.
Susan, where are you?
Can you hear me, I love you?
It's coming from over there.
Yeah. What was it you wanted to say to me?
That's not important now.
Listen, if Susan's found a way in, that means we can all get out.
I know.
Ian!
Barbara!
Why is her voice so loud?
I don't know.
Coming from over here.
You mustn't expect to hear their voices in reply, my dear.
This sink acts as a sound box.
It's increasing the volume of your voice.
How far can we expect our voices to travel?
I don't know. I don't know, Susan.
If we shout very loud, will the people here hear us?
No, no, Susan, no. Our voices are much too high.
It's a different frequency altogether, my child.
It's a bit too loud, too, perhaps, but we'll try it again.
Ian!
Barbara!
There they are. Can you see them, Barbara?
Doctor, Susan, we're up here.
Hello up there.
John Kenny, good luck.
Have fun with us.
Yes, I do, my dear, I do.
Did they really climb up that sink pipe?
They must have done. I wonder if we can get down it.
They'll have to give us a rope.
Yes, all right, we will.
There.
About 30 feet or thereabouts.
Do you think you can make it?
Yes, I'll make it somehow. It'll be worth it to see them again.
All right. Let me go first.
Good, we've started.
Now, the sooner we get out of here, the better.
Can we climb down the pipe again, Grandfather?
It was difficult coming up.
Yeah, it's a short way back down to the garden.
Well, Barbara's started. Look.
How are you doing?
Oh, all right.
There's plenty to hold on to.
Good.
All right.
Let's go and get this muck off our hands.
There's a sink in the lab.
There's someone in the room.
There was some...
Someone's come back into that room.
Go on up.
Move.
Sit down.
Someone's here.
Quick, down the sink again.
Oh, quick, Grandfather.
Yes, come on up.
Come on.
Look at this.
That fly died instantly the moment it landed on the seed.
Which you sprayed with DN-6.
But this is wonderful.
Think what would happen with locusts.
DN-6 will wipe them out.
You don't have to keep on persuading me.
I've seen the reports of every test you've made.
But I can't see how Farrow hoped to get away with lying about the effects of DN-6.
He had us over a barrel. He'd written a report.
Now, don't keep on about it.
All right.
He was a fool, thought he could get away with it.
You say he'd written a report?
Yes.
It's in his briefcase.
It'll have to go to his head of department.
But with some slight amendments.
Well, I don't want to know about that.
I don't want to listen.
Barbara.
He's standing at the sink.
I can see him standing at the sink.
He's turned the tap on.