Shoo, shoo!
Oh my god...
What are you staring at?
You think I killed him?
I found him like this.
Just now.
You wait here comrade. I'll go and phone for an ambulance.
Put him here.
An accident?
No, I don't think so.
There's no sign of any injury.
What happened to him?
I don't know, they found him lying in one of the parks unconcious.
Call the morgue.
Dead?
I'm dead?
It can't be.
I am alive!
Can't you tell i'm alive?
I've got to make them see.
You.
Listen to me.
Look at me.
Can't you hear me?
Maybe it's a nightmare.
I'll try to wake up.
I've got to move, maybe a finger.
I can't.
I must.
Don't leave me like this. Help me.
All he was carrying was his passport and a little loose change.
- He was an American. - What's his name?
Gregory Moore.
Born in Springfield, Illinois,
6 December 1935.
Issued in America.
His address?
- I don't find it listed. - It's somewhere.
It's under permits to be issued.
5 Vodichkova Street. He was a journalist.
And whta do I put his cause of death?
Say cardiac arrest.
Say dead on arrival. And you want to print to make it more ledgible.
What's this, a new regulation?
A simple precaution so the American press can't accuse us.
I said call the morgue.
But i'm alive!
You can't do this!
That's the lot.
An English trenchcoat,
shorts,
undershirt, socks,
shirt that can be drip dried,
pair of new slacks,
wristwatch
and a pair of high tops.
Real Cordoban.
Not too small for me either.
Shall I leave them out or not? You say so.
No, list them.
I don't want to lose my job for a pair of shoes.
It's strange.
He doesn't feel as cold as the others.
The medics moght have closed your eyes at least.
It's too late now.
Now in you go.
We seem to have more work.
Sure enough.
But he pay is the same.
This can't be real.
This must be a nightmare.
I don't feel a thing.
It ought to be cold in here.
What's happened to me?
Only my brain
still function.
I have to remember.
Let's see...
I'm Greg. Gregory Moore.
That I know.
But what else?
"Their association which was uncovered last week,
"was not an organised politcal movement,
"that has been avowed officially. They espoused no political issue.
"They were followed because they held an occasional meeting
"to discuss conditions in the country"
End paragraph.
Jack, give him his hat.
"One of the party officials said those arrested last night
"were charged with publicly inventing
"governmental errors that led to failures
"and opened exploitation on an international scale."
New paragraph.
"No one arrested yet has been declared a prisoner.
"all are confined to a special mental asylum created supposedly
"for drastictreatment in a hopless case.
"Nothing specifically limits the treatment."
Add the byline.
Back to your gin rummy.
To a late defecter.
You'll defect if you don't cut off your intake of vodka.
I'll follow, sure i'll follow, but not til they carry you out.
They'll find you flat on your ass.
With too many women, it drains your energy.
It's a marvellous way to go.
I'm quitting early tonight. I have a date with Mira.
A quick a way as any.
Here's a flash that looks worth sending.
An AP Stringer says that in Siberia,
a new type of missile with a nuclear warhead was tested.
Are you spiking it?
I'll move it tomorrow. If the Russians confirm it.
Might be a story.
Let me have the telex when you finished.
So long.
Covering the press conference at the hall tonight?
No, but if you want company Jack will go with you.
Looking for women...
Sorry Jessica. I forgot about you.
- My dear Mira! - I love you!
You've been following my letters or did you get another tea?
Yes, a new one every day.
I forgot.
Here.
- For me? - With love.
I could hardly wait for you to come back
But even now we're together again i'm afraid.
Afraid you might leave suddenly.
What a thing to say!
Why would I leave all of a sudden?
When all i've waited for is to be with you
for days and days?
I don't know.
But I always have this uneasy feeling when we meet,
that it's only for a moment or two.
As if someone or something must come between us?
Maybe.
Sometimes, when I try to think what my life will be...
a year or ten years from now, it's like...
as if I were walking between two high walls.
They won't let me imagine anything or hope for anything.
That's when I feel I have to get away and come here to you.
Because you make me feel there's nothing to fear.
Almost all the way.
But finally he left me alone when he realised I meant it.
Excuse me? It's a special desert only in our restaurant.
Is it safe?
Don't worry, in emergencies i'm able to extinguish it.
You'd be sad to leave Prague?
Yes, in a way.
In spite of the oppression of the party,
the average man manages to survive that...
and keeps individualism alive.
And we found each other here.
What's the time?
It's four thirty.
We're out of cigarettes.
Your kiss tastes of apple.
Your present looks nice there.
Yes they are beautiful.
The species has one peculiar trait though: they have no instinct to fly.
In spite of their brilliant wings, they only know how to play on the ground.
We have lots of them you know.
You're adorable.
When is it you're going?
I don't know. Less than a month for sure.
- To Berlin? - No London.
Means I go to a foreign country.
But can you smuggle me out of this one?
Don't worry about crossing the frontier, I already crossed the pond.
Valinski, he's pulling some strings.
Someway you're coming...
I'm moving you out of this place. I've paid the price.
Kind sir, i'm unable to repay the cost!
But if you allow me,
i'll express my thanks in a manner more pleasant for us.
Alright.
That's Jack.
Greg...
Is all this for you really a simple thing?
No, but you're worth the trouble.
I'm beginning to remember.
Mira.
Hey you there, you hear me?
Is it like this for you too?
Maybe it's always like this when you're dead.
Now we can't go back to tell the others.
No, I mustn't give up.
If i'd gone into journalism instead of the police,
I would've had beautiful colleagues.
The commissaire has his police women.
That is true but they're not quite so pretty.
My vocation is banking. It's a great game.
And our good comrade can put you into it, if you like.
No, thanks!
After all you just placed with state money.
I'd bankrupt it.
I'm sure these people are statues.
But where are they carved?
The exhibition includes some of the greatest personalities in middle Europe.
Politicians, bankers, black marketeers...
Interested?
No thanks.
He looks familiar, who is he?
Franz Thibor, the famous pianist.
- Good evening commissaire. - Good evening.
This is Mira Svoboda.
I'd never have believed you were a compatriot.
Marx would've been most surprised.
Naturally you will be aware that Gregory is about to leave us.
I want to take Mira with me to London.
I hope that your department won't keep us waiting.
Reporting for a woman...
surely presents some problems for the men who'd like her job.
We're not disliked the principal reason is that we can open doors...
which aren't open to male reporters.
Don't worry, mine will be open at all times.
Banks are such crowded places.
As Minister of the Interior...
I can give exclusive interviews, wouldn't you like that?
Yes of course. Excuse me for a moment.
Let me introduce you to a few of my other guests.
They're all dying to meet you.
- Prof. Karting. - Delighted to meet you.
Doctor Volonski, who of course you know by reputation
and his equally well known wife professor Irina Volonskaia.
And this gentleman is Herr Forman, who's in love with you.
And of course you know Gregory.
Old friends aren't being noticed anymore?
- Ivan, how are you? - I'm fine Greg.
What a surprise to see you!
Now miss Svoboda, if you'd like a drink.
Why didn't you tell me Greg was bringing that little baggage?
Jessica, Greg is a man.
Neither does woman live and breed alone.
You're not funny Jack.
Excuse me.
My dear Jessica.
I read your report on our economic agreement with the socialist republics.
It was very interesting.
But if you permit, I would like request you on one small point.
How's your revolution going Ivan?
Did it die at the Sorbonne?
No, it was in Moscow.
I was an intern 2 years in Moscow, i'm a specialist in cardiology now.
And the same fixations about naked girls?
The heart is big in our country, we're tops.
I work with Karting.
Pretty good.
I hope success doesn't go to your head too.
It better not.
I'd better rescue Mira from the body snatchers.
- You gotta meet her. - I'll see you at the bar.
May I introduce you to another spectacular dame?
Come and say hello to Mira.
No, rgiht now my brain wouldn't act naturally.
Just like her.
Not that she's missing any of her essentials.
She's nice and solid here, a good face and blonde, I think.
The only thing about her I can't take is she's a millionaire's daughter,
who thinks all her dollars can buy her raw meat.
In the circumstance.
Right here there's a rock, which records her physical impressions.
She loves to be bedded down with communist guys.
Cowboys who work on her ranch
are going to learn all about the thrills
behind the iron bed curtain. Aren't they honey?
On the ranch, that's what turns me on.
She's so sweet and trusting! What a delighful child don't you think?
Now our young people are beautiful today!
Please...
make love with me
Right now.
Let's go back inside.
Just as a matter of record I wanted to see what a fool you are.
Wake up lover boy.
Get out of the sock now!
Get rid of your sex urges the same way I get rid of the alcohol.
Comrade Bashkov seems to have had a bad fall, 30 metres that is.
That's 100 feet to you.
He flattened some innocent passer-by in Verov Street.
Make it snappy.
- Well? - False tip.
Bashkov the suicide is not the minister.
He's just Baskkov the grocer.
And a cuckold grocer besides.
Even chicken's in the frying pan are called political suicides here.
What a place!
And the photographers?
They folded up and went back in the night.
They told me to wait and fill you in on it.
I'm sure we met, I just can't remember where.
But she can speak!
You guyts are so fabulous! Why don't we go for a drink at my place.
Not tonight, i'm finished.
What about you?
Leave him alone, he's got better things to do.
Go ahead, back to Mira.
He's really groovy that cute friend of yours.
Waitress, where is the telephone please?
I'll be back in a minute.
Natasha!
So early to market?
Mr. Moore, i'll be late, to me it's not early
I'll pay you tomorrow.
Any time
Mira, where are you?
Ivan!
Thank god!
My old friend at the Sorbonne.
It's a pity.
Do you suspect anything specific?
All that's happened as far as I can make out doctor...
was cardiac arrest.
Strange, there is no rigidity yet.
How long would you say he'd been dead?
He was already dead when they beoguht him.
A good three hours doctor.
Ivan, you've got to help me.
All the same I want to try something.
We might reanimate him.
If you beleive it comrade, prove it.
Move him upstairs.
Give me a hand.
Nothing, not in that one.
They said there's no record of them treating a young girl.
Then what could've happened to her Jessica?
It can't be very serious.
Just remember we called...
all the hospitals all the police stations.
You're lucky...
she's not in a morgue with a broken neck.
Better have a drink though.
That was an experience that almost finished me.
It's strange that she left no message for you.
Why would she just walk out like that?
She didn't just walk out, she was taken out.
Someone forced her to leave.
So she left with them, but she could've wanted to go.
Maybe she didn't intend to stay with her all the time.
And what if whe was only pretending with you?
Jessica don't talk nonsense, you didn't know her.
And you, what do you know about her?
We do not know anything Gregory. Jessica's right.
So what?
For more than two hours, we've been making one guess after another
without finding any reason why she disappeared.
I agree it's weird,
the way she disappeared like that.
And yet i've known it to happen that someone suddenly decides to move out.
They leave...
there's no warning, and no arguing.
They leave with no clothes on? Look at this!
She left her dresses.
Her shoes.
Everything she brought. And these.
Bra, handbag, jewellry.
That is not sufficient proof.
When you say the girl was wearing nothing when she left.
In fact you mean she left this house without this underwear.
Or these.
Unless you are able to swear you know the exact contents...
of the wardrobe brought by Miss Svoboda.
- I believe so. - Believe?
And you say you left to cover a news story last night.
All the same, nothing occured of any importance last night.
It was a false report, now I see it was to get me out of the way.
Hey, why wouldn't that be a lead?
How were you notified? The source was official?
An informer called.
They're never identified...
though without them coverage in our business would be pretty poor.
Let me work on this case with you.
M. Moore...
We prefer to avoid all complications with foreign journalists in our work.
Don't interfere.
- Police will do the utmost in their power. - Vraiment?
Let me say this to you...
They better or i'll write a story, and blast every one of you for murder!
Why did you say
"murder"?
I don't know. Sorry.
As a reporter, i'm used to saying it.
Prepare the forms for the investiagtion.
At once, commissaire.
Yes, it's me.
Who's body?
She was found naked?
We'll come now. The river embankment.
Wait here.
Foreign press.
Come on.
Show him the body.
It isn't her.
I wonder who this girl may be.
I'll tell Jessica.
As long as i'm here, i'll take some pictures.
We're wasting so much time.
If we could only find one person who knew her...
or who knows that she's alive...
Another lover?
No, a lover is not what I meant.
Did she meet anyone through you?
No, not while she was with me because we were always alone.
She went to Valinski's.
I forgot that.
And several of Valinski's friends met her there.
One of them might have the answer.
We ought to question everyone.
It would be a help to establish just how many she talked to.
We'll start with Karting.
- You can make a list of everyone she talked to. - Is that all?!
Good afternoon, professor Karting is expecting us.
I'll tell him you're here sir.
Alright gentlemen, now let's try it.
It reacts.
It's strange.
Human beings seperate all matter into classes.
The world isn't made that way.
Everything alive has its senses.
It's own vitality.
There's nothing wonderful about this tomato feeling just as sensitive...
to pain as we do.
I think that could make a goof story.
Hurting a flower is a criminal act it seems.
It's not criminal, Ivan.
There are both good and evil in crime.
They're not seperate.
Don't be sentimental, go on, eat it.
After all, you can't hear it crying.
Excuse me professor, the two journalists are here to see you.
Show them in.
Yes, I love modern expressionists.
And I fear I had to break a few laws to get these into my possession.
My favourite journalist. In what way can I be of help?
We're trying to trace Miss Svoboda, Mira Svoboda.
Somehow or other she's disappeared and no one can explain it.
It's incredible.
Oh, that most attractive girl with you at Valinski's reception.
We hope that one of the persons that spoke to her might lead us to her.
The police tell us not to worry about it, they'll investigate it.
I'm sure they're reliable but...
You were the first she met last night and I saw her talk with you.
Can you tell me what she said.
Let me think a moment.
We talked about music.
Thibor's great success in Berlin and Moscow principally.
She told me she planned to move from here and live in Moscow.
Really? You didn't know about that.
Live in Moscow?
It's odd she wouldn't tell me that too.
But besides, she went without her documents.
If I were you I would not worry.
She will be alright, i'm sure.
I hope that you're right.
I'd hate to think that there was anything wrong.
Any reaction?
No, nothing.
Don't give up, Ivan.
Don't give up!
Let's put him on the experiment.
But he's been dead for too long, I don't there's anything we can do for him.
Don't listen to him Ivan. You've got to save me!
His temperature hasn't gone down far enough. There must be a reason.
Let's bring in Karting.
Yes, hurry. Karting will understand.
Meanwhile I have to keep remembering.
It's the only way I can tell i'm alive.
- What'd they tell Jack? - Nothing, no one can remember.
It's as if she never existed.
Well, is there anything new?
This, you begin to act dangerously being foreigners.
My advice was to wait and not interfere at all.
As an accredited reporter, in this case I must protest.
Your interference is going too far.
And what's this method you use? Are you suggesting that others should report...
every last thing they said when they talked to this Mira Svoboda?
That's how to do it as you ought to know.
We want to help you, let's cooperate.
What do you expect. Girls disappear in a city like this all year round.
It is I who's duty it is to talk to the suspects and interrogate and not you.
Don't forget again.
They'll reprimand you, scare everybody away...
and they'll write in you record you've been a fool.
You do as I tell you or you shall crawl on your knees in front of someone...
a little bit higher than what you call a bureaucratic underling.
I might tell you, others have been equally surprised that...
their press immunity to police arrest is suspended.
Think it over.
You were wrong to challenge Kierkoff. Now he'll hinder instead of helping us.
I'm not afraid. But you heard.
He said in this city girls disappear all year round so I want you to check on it.
You keep interviewing the others we listed, i'm counting on you.
Ok but, it'll help matters to keep cool.
- Where to lady? - Kiliana 32.
You want me?
I want the last 2 years of Rudé Právo from your file.
Here, I guess you prefer dollars?
Your guess is right.
- I need information. - It's paid for.
Girls who've disappeared.
I like criminal stories. All of them are memorised too.
I file them here.
I don't look in the official archives anymore, they don't keep even half.
Hello, i'm a journalist and i'd like some news on Marika Sequince.
Two years ago she was reported as missing.
I don't know anything. Go away.
Are you her mother?
No, don't ask me anything. It's all behind us now.
Her father and mother said she didn't take her clothes...
and nothing was missing.
Tell him! Tell him!
Why don't you speak!
You're all cowards, that's what you are.
Well i'll tell him! Shut up.
There is nothing to tell.
But was she related to you?
Marika was our daughter and she left us.
I don't remember any more. And I won't be reminded either.
Get out of here!
Hey, you in the red shirt!
You know that old man?
You wanna earn this?
Then just give him this.
I have to thank you again.
If you hadn't driven me I would never have found my way out here on my own.
It does me good to get away from the office.
Although I do think you're on a wild goose chase.
You go ahead, i'll be watching the dogs.
- What are you doing in this house? - My name is Moore.
Did you know Irina Dubcek?
Yes, once.
I am a journalist.
I'm doing a story on young girls who have disappeared.
A story...
I can't tell if you're friend or foe.
I am a friend.
But it doesn't matter.
I can only die once.
Death isn't far.
I told everything. I told everything, they can't ask for more.
And Irina?
Irina has left.
They forced her to serve them.
But who did she serve? Is she alive or dead?
You have followed her in vain. She is no more.
Is there anyone you suspect? And who was it she served?
She was forced to.
All or youth must eventually be sacrificed...
Preserving those in power.
First they ask for the lives of our young soldiers.
Or a young student that protests that he must die.
Impassioned, they fall.
Yes, I have suspicions of my own.
But I can't fight it anymore.
You could, you could fight, if you are young.
You could still fight.
It's too late. I've forsaken the dead.
All I can do is try to blot out the past.
Please.
Tell me what you know.
I have told everything there is to tell young man. There is nothing more.
I know nothing. Now go.
Irina loved music, didn't she?
Yes, as most of her friends
They've been trying to get you from New York.
I told them that you were sick but that you'd be back later.
Finally!
I was beginning to wonder if we had to start looking for you aswell.
What did you find out?
I'm afriad there isn't much. And I don't know who to ask anymore.
The only thing that is someone repeated that story of Moscow.
What story?
Didn't I tell you?
It seems that Mira had been talking of going to Moscow.
Anything new on those missing girls?
I did find out one thing. There's an old fella who might know alot.
Nothing else?
Well in every case of a missing girl...
I found an odd fact, they played chamber music.
You must be kidding, all that is a coincidence.
There are thousands that drink the same liquor as me or smoke the same tobacco.
Besides all that, I don't remember Mira playing any music.
There are other coincidences.
Listen Greg, we're in a strange place.
And what surprises you here could be going on all the time.
It strikes some as strange, and others as normal.
Try to see it.
If you bow to it as much as I do then you won't have any bugs about it.
Take their position huh?
With my stubborn temperament?
It's my nature to oppose any resistance as long as force is used.
And with no explanations logical for it.
You can picture why i'm always in hot water.
Don't chase it Greg. You're too involved as it is.
M Moore, this message came for you, a boy brought it.
It's from the old man, he says where he's supposed to meet him.
- Don't do it Greg. - I have to go.
Mind telling me what the hell is going on?
You don't know who it's from, there's not even a man's name on it.
And you're going to this neighbourhood to meet a perfect stranger?
He crazy. Look Jack.
I'm going with you.
No, because it says i've got to go alone. I'll see you both later.
Watch out!
Who did it? Do you know him?
They don't fly...
Don't let them fly.
What do you mean? Who? Tell me!
They don't fly...
Now what's happened?
What are you doing here?
I had a suspicion you'd end up in hot water.
What did you see?
In the dark I saw you go toward someone, maybe this old fella.
Then disappear into the smoke.
Then come running out a moment later like a scared rabbit.
Great, tell it to the police and they'll believe i'm a homicidal maniac.
Where are you off to now?
Leave me alone, don't follow me, I mean it.
Phase the oxygen to maximum.
The cardiac muscle isn't reacting to stimulus.
Yes, but still rigor mortis hasn't set in.
It is not rare for a cadaver to retain a certain flexibility after many hours.
There is still no sign of natural respiration.
His temperature however...
His temperature hasn't hurried, it has stayed around 32 degrees.
Even under refridgeration.
Some oxidation process must exist, perhaps at the muscular level.
But doctor, think how long his heart's been stopped.
It's biologically impossible for him to...
We're not engaged in an exact science. The things we do not know...
are far more numerous than the things we do.
You're right Karting.
This can't be real death.
Respiratory action nil.
Cardiac nil, encephalogram flat.
There's no indication of any activity at all.
But the scope is registering something, it's above zero.
That old man...
Who killed him?
Maybe they're the same that are trying to get rid of me?
Would you please help a pitiful old woman to cross the street.
Thank you, you're very kind.
God bless you.
Who are you?
What do you want?
Get out, you don't belong here.
I'm one of the club members.
You're a foreigner. Get out!
Foreigner!
Master, a non member is here.
A westerner.
How could you tell?
His shoes.
He ran through the hall.
We must find him.
Well Peter?
I looked all around.
I'll make another search. You go on with your work.
Very well, master.
Let's hope he hasn't gone in there.
Lovely.
You never realised my thoughts about Mira.
Why'd I phone you that night? So you'd get out.
I opened your flat, broke her neck...
to counteract the power she had over me.
Naturally I got rid of her body, by throwing it in the nearest sewer.
And that's not all, I threw in a spare...
when I had her round the house on Friday.
Go ahead, summon the police and then you can turn me in!
I hope that makes it perfectly clear, i'm sick of the whole thing.
It's a bore, I know it.
Everyone knows it.
Stop letting the police big you. Let it drop.
Rest for a couple of days.
Otherwise the rest will be from heart failure.
Maybe you're right, heart failure.
I'll file your copy too, I can piece it together from my stuff.
Have you seen Jessica lately?
What?
Jessica? No.
She's been looking high and low for you.
Are you leaving?
Yes, I guess i'll go home and get some rest.
Take care Greg.
I wanted to ask you, have you ever heard the music recitals at the Club 99?
For the members, just to conceal that they're chronically bored to death
Everyone in there's a dead-head.
Old politicians, one or two illustrious actors,
who play around with other things besides quartets.
Porcelain, petit pois,
chess, provided it bores them. Why?
Nothing, I qualify alright. Maybe there's an opening.
That'll put you to sleep, just what you need.
I can't take it any longer.
You referred ten minutes ago...
to a club you've reason to fear.
What do you mean? Who are you?
My name is Pravski.
Koparal Pravski.
Good evening, M. Moore.
But please, have I offended you M. Moore?
How did you get in my apartment? What are you here for?
I want to tell you that someone is watching your house.
He's down there right now.
It's one of their police stooges.
They must suspect you Greg.
You should never have questioned anyone. I'm sure Kierkoff's behind it.
It's the murder of Marika's father.
I'm sure he'll say that you're the one who caused it.
You'd better go back to London.
I certainly could use a vacation.
I've a permit that'll place you on a priority flight.
If you want, i'll come with you.
We both want a vacation.
Now more than ever.
Give me the maximum.
Syringe.
No, Ivan!
Patter!
Don't stop!
Don't give up!
I'm very sorry.
Your friend?
I met him years ago when I studied in Paris.
Ivan's deserted me too.
For them i'm not one of the living anymore.
But if you like i will perform the autopsy.
I don't believe it's necessary.
I'd like to find out why there was never any sign of rigor mortis in him.
You make the arrangements then.
Or perhaps...
I could perform it tomorrow during my lecture on anatomy.
I know i'm not being fair to you Jessica.
Too many memories.
It has absolutely nothing to do with you.
I really can't understand why you persist in your fixation,
and I can't see why you let that girl haunt you,
or why this place should hang you up.
And the part that beats me is how you could care for someone like her!
What do you mean 'like her'?
You never even knew her.
You have no idea!
She cared about you? In a pig's eye she did!
- She wasn't able to. - Shut up!
She belonged to another world, a different kind.
It's no use looking in every sewer in town.
You're never going to see her again.
I know you don't believe a thing I say. She was just a little bitch.
It's mis-spent passion.
Now I shall go before they carry you of to jail.
Or worse.
My apologies. I know i'm to blame.
Yes, they are beautiful.
The species has one peculiar trait though...
They haven't any instinct at all to fly.
In spite of their brilliant wings, they only know how to play on the ground.
They don''t fly...
Don't let them fly.
I've just been talking with that blind man you know.
He's working across with a lowdown on that club.
You didn't know they had branches in Paris, London, New York, Tokyo.
There are plenty of other things.
In these clubs they use too many tropical flowers.
Isn't it odd?
And in black magic,
the number 99 signifies "amen", "finished".
How dhould I know, you think it's a coincidence?
No no, it's not a coincidence.
I also found what I was looking for.
The connection with the girls who disappeared in Munich was...
a hell of a lot more than music.
Look for me.
I'm outside here.
Yeah, at the club, at the corner of the plaza in a phone booth.
From where I watch i've seen a lot tonight.
They go in the club but there's no concert on the programme.
Why don't we go in and look around, and bring that card with you.
I'm coming right over. Don't you move.
Well hurry up chum.
That figure...
It was a butterfly!
Are you there?
Jack, is that you?
I saw human beings drinking rain...
and their huge bellies swelling and bursting.
Spurting out money, red rain
rain of god.
Why don't you let
butterflies
with gaily coloured wings
fly free
in the clear skies?
Why don't you let
butterflies
with gaily coloured wings
fly free
in the clear skies?
I though I was dreaming
and I washed my face
and the water was as red as blood.
My blood.
I wanted to fly away
in the clear sky
But they cut my wings.
You don't expect us to believe that?
Your comrade's an alcoholic and not responsible for what he says.
So stop claiming phantoms are trying to get rid of you.
And unless you obey, you'll go to prison.
I know you're a drug addict.
We found a tube in your house. We're having in analysed now.
It contained morphine didn't it.
We know that both you and the girl took drugs.
Obviously yoou injected her with an overdose.
She died because of you.
Now follow carefully my solution.
Establish in your confession that is all took place as I say,
and you will stand trial.
But for accidental death.
In that way I can be lenient.
I will find extenuating circumstances
and you can leave the country.
The club...
The butterflies...
I must go back there.
I feel cold.
I gonna look inside, the club.
I'm afraid. I can't think.
Precisely.
I'l refer this case to a mental facility
for advanced electro-shock therapy.
He's only tired.
I'll take care of him.
With your approval.
Gregory,
i'll drag you home.
It's Valinski.
You know me don't you?
I have to get in there.
I must do it.
Tonight.
I have to.
In your position,
I advise you to get some rest.
You're tired.
And I am the director.
If you had asked me,
I could easily have showed you our club.
Call me up tomorrow.
I have to see Mira.
Faster.
I have to go there tonight.
Don't get upset.
I must take you home now.
Don't worry now. You will be alright.
Open up!
Open up, it's the police!
Open I say!
You can't consider this case closed.
Mira Svoboda was killed by her lover.
The American journalist, Gregory Moore.
And your colleague also killed another one of you.
He stabbed to death Jack MacPherson
in a telephone booth.
We found his handkerchief
beside the body.
We have definite proof that Moore suffered
from a persecution mania.
And recently exhibited frequent states of deep psychic derangement.
It was in one of those seizures
that he was driven to kill his young fiancee,
whose disappearance he reported himself.
But he had to kill your colleague
because he had found incontravertable proof of his guilt.
Professer Karting, thinks the autopsy...
Surely he can't have been crazy.
Not Greg.
That's not Mira. Mira was a rebel.
She refused sex and gold.
And everybody here was lured with them.
We used them for bait the whole world over.
They're important becuase they suppress the will to resist.
She is sleeping know.
You will follow her in your turn.
Unwanted visitors the sabbath broom get gets rid of them.
The oldest persons beat the drum.
And the youngest go to battle.
We will hold the reigns of power in the world
as long as there are people willing to be killed,
willing to shed their own blood.
Nothing must be changed.
Our bitterest enemies are persons that love freedom.
That is why we always have them removed. We destroy them!
We must enslave the free to preserve our powers.
We need the young to keep us alive.
They must become like us,
they must think as we do.
Those who rebel must be sacrificed.
Catalepsy...
They will find your body and declare you dead.
Your mind will work
after it is buried, but by that time it is gone mad.
After it is buried.
There's something in my heart.
That's my heartbeat!
My heart is beating again!
Don't you hear it? My heart is trying to beat!
But my heart is beating. They must be able to realise that.
We shall take advantage of this autopsy,
to demonstrate the errors that could occur in an operation on the heart
if it is not performed with the greatest precision.
In all operations in the cardiac cavity
the surgeons technique is of the utmost importance.
Therefore I beg you to observe this lesson with the closest attention.
Gloves please.
Now then, first,
an incision between the 4th and 5th rib is marked.
That will be the area of the left unular.
It is a delicate area requiring special technique.
Close the shutters please.
Remember,
the merest error or wrong movement
could irreparably damage the organ
and cause death.
Pay close attention.
Lights please.
Karting!
I shall proceed.
You must poise this scalpel in the intercostal space
Then make a quick and precise thrust.
Like this.