Pyro... The Thing Without a Face (1964) Movie Script

[music playing]

[whistle]

I swore I'd never come back.

But there it is

again, the carnival.

The Ferris wheel that keeps

turning around and around,

like this crazy world, where

the difference between sanity

and madness is a

split second where

your life stops to meet new

travelers on the wheel of life.

I've learned how that

one second can turn

a normal life, a fine

life, a wonderful human,

to something monstrous.

Evil.

Until it destroys itself.

I've tried to forget

it-- to forget the town.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry.

It's all right, OK?

Just let it go.

What are you looking

so serious about?

This is a carnival.

Relax and enjoy it.

Why don't you have some fun?

Ladies and gentlemen,

the giant Ferris wheel!

Everything looks

better from up high!

Everything looks

different from up there!

You must see it-- a

new point of view!

Come on, right this way!

The phantoms of

memory never really

disappear, but turn into smoke,

forms new visions for past.

How can I ever lose the thought

of that horrible moment?

That terrifying vision.

[screaming]

Right this way,

ladies and gentlemen!

The giant Ferris wheel!

Everything looks

better from up high!

Everything looks

different from up high.

Memory is a mirror of pain.

It brings back only

the things that hurt.

The view of the past is as

sharp and painful as a dagger

penetrating flesh.

But the present can be

quiet, even pleasant,

like the mornings that Michael

was saying the things Vance

Pierson and myself

had dreamed about,

but never really

expected to hear.

This is a great day.

I'm really pleased, bringing

two revolutionaries together.

What a moment for

a conservative, eh?

Miss Dixon, show

the photographer in.

Damn this publicity,

but we really need it.

Gentlemen, here are your brains.

Pierson, these are

your new bosses.

Mr. Andrade, Mr.

Debator, Mr. Bertholo,

Wibo Electrica, Spain.

How do you do, sir?

Now, let's look at your work.

This is the reservoir

of Barcelona,

where the work of Mr. Quintana

has been, well, surprising.

And this is the Pierson

Power Generator,

that will shortly

become incorporated

in this great Spanish company.

It's the work of a

very high intelligence.

Just a little logic, some

patience, and lots of luck.

Tripling kilowatt hour

output at the same cost.

It's a little bit

more than that.

How the hell did

it occur to you?

Well, it's rather

difficult to explain.

You see, when I

was a little boy,

my father used to take me to

the carnival at Kensington.

The one thing that impressed

me then and still does

was the giant Ferris wheel.

I think I became an engineer

to learn how the thing worked.

I don't see the connection.

There is.

A strong connection.

By strange coincidence,

the Ferris wheel has become

a decisive element in my life.

The idea occurred to me

while I was at the carnival.

This trip to Spain

sounds very exciting.

Are you sure you don't mind

working with a foreigner?

On the contrary, I

think I'll enjoy it.

Excuse me for asking

that kind of question.

I have been asked

worse things before.

When I return from Spain, I'll

live in one of those houses.

Strange that today's

engineer should

divorce modern architecture.

Grounds for divorce--

mental cruelty.

Look.

A hive.

Can you hear the buzz of bees?

It's absurd architecture.

10 years here.

10 years of slow suffocation.

Excuse me.

I don't know why I bore

you with all of this.

You must tell it to somebody.

I understand the language.

They build these hives

for people to live in,

but those who do

live here in the hope

that they'll get out as soon

as possible, in any direction.

Apparently 12B, an accountant.

Lawrence Finlay.

They like Beethoven.

Play it all the

time at full volume.

12B, just one couple.

They fight every

weekend at full volume.

-Them?

-There, 12C.

Oboes.

He manufactures oboes at home.

[humming]

He's had me on the verge

of suicide more than once.

12B, an engineer and

his wife and daughter.

12D for rent.

Reason?

The professional success

of its previous tenant.

Hello, baby.

Hello.

This is my daughter, Sally.

Sally, this is Mr. Quintana,

my Spanish associate.

How are you, Sally?

Hello.

Why the hammer, honey?

To keep us out?

No.

Excuse me.

Is that you, Rob?

It's dad, with

another gentleman!

Sally, just don't stand there!

Let them in!

Hello, darling!

This is my wife, Verna.

Mr. Quintana.

I told you about him.

Pleased to meet you.

How are you, Mrs. Pierson?

-Won't you sit down?

-Whiskey?

On the rocks.

We have so many

things to ask you.

Are there many British

families at the reservoir?

How are the Spanish schools?

Is there a beach?

Just a minute.

Let's get this organized.

-All right.

Let's give them

the third degree.

I swear I'm innocent.

Where do you think

would be best for us to--

Darling.

I only want his opinion.

Well, there's a village

close to the reservoir,

with quarters for the

technicians, a supermarket.

Wonderful.

Did you hear that, Vance?

Yes, I heard, but I'm

not interested in quarters

for the technicians.

No more functional

architecture, thank you.

That is finished.

The Pierson Standard

Type is finished.

Oh, come on.

You haven't even seen them.

I don't have to.

The house is my business.

I know what I want,

and I'll find it.

In the meantime, you two

can stay at a nice hotel,

far away from my desk.

To Spain.

[music playing]

[applause]

Still looking for the

mansion of your dreams?

Uh-huh.

When are you going to

convince yourself that there

is no such thing in this area?

This afternoon.

I have only one place

left to check-- the road

to the flooded village.

Are you out of your mind?

Just a little,

like everybody else.

What shall I tell Verna?

Tell her-- tell

her I'll be late.

I know what I want.

[speaking spanish]

No habla Espanol.

Who are you?

What are you doing here?

American?

Answer me.

Are you the owner

of this house?

Yes.

And, uh, why are you

trying to set it on fire?

Get out of here.

Shall I send for the firemen?

For what?

Where is the fire?

They might enjoy seeing an

aquarium full of gasoline.

Gasoline evaporates.

Very quickly,

especially if it's

under a lamp and a short

circuit is provided.

Could be an accident.

Of course. an accident.

This house has no electricity.

Doesn't it?

The fuse must be out.

What do you want of me?

Many things occur to me.

Nothing original, I'm sure.

You suspect I like originality?

And imagination.

Well, imagine

anything you wish.

Let's play a game.

Come on, it's your turn.

Imagine something.

You first.

Suppose the house did burn.

I can see it now.

A terrible fire.

Oh, a terrible fire.

Did you call the fireman?

Uh-uh.

Why didn't you?

I don't want the

firemen playing our game.

I don't want them

imagining things.

What do you want?

Well, what I want is I

want to see the whole house.

Oh, I see.

And you want to start

with the bedroom.

It doesn't make any

difference, really.

We can start in the

kitchen, if you prefer.

I'd like to take a last

look at something that's

going to turn into ashes.

How do I know I can trust you?

That's easy.

I'll be your accomplice.

That doesn't sound bad.

Help me change the fuses.

First of all--

But it's evaporating.

And so are my intentions

of keeping quiet.

I still wonder, who are you?

I too wonder many things.

What, for example?

How much money will you get

from the insurance company?

Very little.

I won.

Then why don't you sell?

It's safer, fairer.

What fool would buy it?

It's worthless, since

they flooded the town.

All right, let's talk business.

How much money will you get

from the insurance company

if the house burns?

Tell me the exact amount.

How much?

1 million pesetas.

That would be

about 6,000 pounds.

Take your hands off me.

Not yet.

How much do you want?

6,000 pounds.

Don't be stupid.

Maybe a little less.

Do you think I'm crazy?

I'm not going to burn the

house to get the money for you.

All right.

Let's stop this.

I'll buy the house.

And what'll it cost me?

You really want

to buy this house?

I think so.

The house, the

furniture, everything.

Everything?

Everything.

Except you.

I'm not for sale.

You're not?

I could be an

unexpected person.

Now will you show me the house?

Of course.

Where would you like to start?

Anywhere.

At the end?

Are you married?

Yes, one daughter.

I have one too.

You?

Surprised?

You don't look like a mother.

Oh?

What do I look like?

I don't know.

Like a widow?

Are you a widow?

I am.

Is she beautiful?

Who?

Your wife.

I think so.

She must look like a wife.

Sweet, self-assured, but--

Don't describe her to me.

Are you faithful to her?

Yes.

What about her?

You crazy?

You can't even think

about it, can you?

Why don't we

change the subject?

And the room?

Do you really mean that?

Yes.

[laughing]

What are you laughing at?

You look so funny when

you fight temptation.

Good morning.

You sleep very well.

Could hardly reach you.

What time is it?

10:00.

That late?

Yes.

Is it really necessary for

you to work at the reservoir

every night?

Yes, of course.

It's the only time I

have to do my research.

Can't you do it at home?

In the pantry, like before?

You have a wonderful

office here.

I have everything there.

Well, you know best.

Yes I do.

You're very nervous.

And you are imagining things.

You know very well I'm not.

You're working too hard.

All right, all

right, I'm nervous.

I'm tired.

Anything you say.

Now you have money.

You're a successful engineer,

you have the house you like,

but now our problems

aren't over.

We have new ones.

Yes, it seems necessary, even

if you have to create them.

Good morning, Miss Pierson.

Good morning.

Do you know of a good

engineer who could help me?

Am I good enough?

I don't know what

to do about this.

This is very, very

difficult to fix.

There must be another

way of getting our water.

Sure, an aqueduct.

But I'm afraid that might

be a little expensive.

[laughter]

Bye.

I'll be back late.

Haven't you've

forgotten something?

What did he forget?

Nothing important.

Your coat please, Mr. Pierson.

Silk tie.

All dressed up.

What are your intentions, sir?

Just as I thought.

Evil intentions.

I don't like that

glint in your eyes.

What do you see in my eyes?

I see-- exactly.

That's right.

What you see in them now?

That you're afraid of makeup.

Why?

I don't wear much.

Talking about makeup, you

got lipstick on my collar.

You know I never wear

lipstick when I'm with you.

I know.

You did it deliberately.

Why should I?

To worry my wife, for instance.

That's a big reason, isn't it?

Laura, don't spoil everything.

My home has always

been too peaceful.

Home sweet home.

You are war.

As long as we keep peace at

home, I'll be needing violence.

You know something?

If I could ever love

anyone, it would be you.

Have you ever tried?

If that did happen,

you'd belong only to me.

Nobody else.

That's the way it is now.

[explosions]

[yelling]

Are you all right?

[speaking spanish]

Come on.

I've got a bottle at home.

I don't understand how

it could have happened.

I do.

Lack of sleep.

You're right.

I won't be working tonight.

Who do you think

you're fooling?

What are you talking about?

Laura Blanco is dangerous.

Have you been following me?

Don't talk nonsense.

Who do you think I am?

The thing is, I know Laura well.

I know she's no good.

She is a dangerous plaything.

I know, I know.

When I get home at

dawn, I feel completely

disgusted with myself.

The whole thing.

I swear, I'll never

see her again.

I say, Verna doesn't deserve.

Neither does Sally.

I know that feeling.

I swear never again,

then the hours pass,

and I feel like a drug addict.

I don't understand it.

Easy.

Laura's an animal,

and you've been

locked up in your

apartment for 10 years,

working on your inventions.

Did you know her very well?

Just a little.

How did you get out?

I didn't.

I was lucky enough to just

have been a temporary caprice.

Then, her husband was alive.

I won't see her again.

She's a doll, isn't she/

She looks like you.

Everybody says so.

You love her very much?

In my own way.

There's only one

way to love a child.

No, Vance.

There are many.

Too many.

Don't be absurd.

Did you take a good look?

Sure.

Her father-- was my father.

[whistle blowing]

Happy new year.

Are you going to

the company party?

No.

You aren't considering

spending New Year's Eve here?

That is my business.

All right.

Happy new year.

I presume talking to

you will be useless.

Go ahead and destroy yourself.

Go.

Goodbye.

Hello.

You.

Me.

How did you get in?

There.

Why?

Loneliness is bad,

especially on New Year's Eve.

I'm sorry, Julio.

I'm waiting for someone.

Ah, he might not come.

He will, and he won't

like seeing you here.

What are you doing?

Let's get Vance

Pierson really mad.

Please don't misunderstand.

He won't.

Vance, I--

You should keep out of other

people's business, Julio.

You'll be ruining your New

Year's Eve because of me.

It has already been ruined.

There's nothing I

can do about it.

Good bye, Julio.

And thank you anyhow.

I think I'm going to take

your wife to the party.

She won't go.

I know she won't.

And your Laura will do

the same, if she would

have to stay home and wait

for the unfaithful husband

to come back.

Wouldn't you, dear?

Stop it, Julio.

Happy new year, darling.

First, let's go somewhere.

Anywhere.

Happy new year.

To the perfect wife,

who suffers in silence.

My only weapon is silence.

Be careful.

It could be a dangerous weapon.

Darling, please

don't go so fast.

You've had too much to drink.

I'm dying to be alone with you.

What's the matter?

Look.

What?

The Ferris wheel.

The man who invented the

wheel invented the world.

That doesn't make

any sense, does it?

Nothing you've been

saying makes much sense.

No, the man who invented

the wheel copied the world.

But when the

wheel was invented,

the world was

thought to be flat.

Yes, of course.

But that's what made him so

extraordinary, don't you see?

He copied a flat world,

and it came out round.

That's what I like so

much about Ferris wheels.

I don't know why you

find them exciting.

You know something, Laura?

Whenever I'm near a Ferris

wheel, I can see everything.

Everything, very clearly.

This is the end of us.

They're all

different worlds, all

traveling in the same orbit.

But the people in the different

gondolas can never really meet.

[noise maker blowing]

Happy new year.

Did Julio give you that idea?

My ideas are my own, Laura.

I knew it had to come someday.

I'll try not to

make it difficult.

Thank you, Laura.

At least we can have

some pleasant memories

of the good moments.

I'll never live

with the memory.

A woman like me falls

in love only once.

this was the first and the last.

Are you listening to me?

Sure I am.

They send in your

way, don't they?

Your wife and your daughter.

Laura, you're

very understanding.

You said you wouldn't

make it difficult.

Tell me one thing.

If it weren't for your

wife and your daughter,

then would you marry me?

Yes, I think so.

Thank you.

Your daughter.

My daughter.

That's one way we

can say goodbye.

At least we'll be making

two children happy.

[whistling]

Care to stay and explain the

reason for your happiness?

I, uh, can't tonight, Verna.

Julio will be picking

me up any minute.

I know you won't

believe this, but we're

having a meeting tonight

with the British engineers.

Tomorrow the new generator

goes into operation.

Always something.

Verna, Verna, I know you have

a right to treat me like this.

But tomorrow, tomorrow we're

taking Sally into town.

You and I, we're going

down to the coast.

You pick a restaurant

any restaurant you like,

and we'll sit down and have

a talk about a few things

you should know.

Impossible.

You work at night,

don't you remember?

I intend to end

that completely.

Oh, no, darling.

Don't worry about me.

We wives are very understanding.

Yes, you are.

Sometimes too much.

But when it's really important,

then you're not at all.

Then you become women again.

Verna, kiss me, please.

Five months, Vance.

Five months without even

noticing my presence.

Without even noticing

how I was suffering.

Please.

[honking]

Please?

I can't.

All right.

All right, I won't make a scene.

But please, a little

more understanding.

Just a little.

But more.

Vance!

Wait!

Dad, mother's calling you!

I haven't got time now, angel.

I'll see you in the morning.

Good night.

Hi.

You're in a bad

mood, aren't you?

The one time I tell her the

truth, she won't believe me.

Should she?

[crying]

I know why she

didn't believe you.

You do?

She was at the reservoir

the other night.

When I cried, you loved me.

You taught me to stop crying.

Let me stay with you.

Everything will be

all right again soon.

Finally I saw it all very

clearly, like it was many years

ago, when we were happy.

Poor, but happy.

Then I realized that

what Laura brought

was just a poor substitute.

Moments of happiness

for a lifetime of pain.

[laughing]

What are you laughing at?

All of it.

I would have loved

to have seen the face

of our dear friend Laura

when you broke up with her.

Don't be so confident, Vance.

Laura doesn't lose gracefully.

Damn this meeting.

I hate the way I said

goodbye to my wife tonight.

What are you doing?

Take you home.

What about the meeting?

We Spaniards do

everything tomorrow.

There are certain things

that should be done today.

[screaming]

Oh my God!

They're up there!

Verna!

Sally!

Verna!

Sally!

No, don't go up there!

They're probably dead by now!

Verna!

Sally!

Verna!

Sally!

Verna!

[heavy breathing]

[groaning]

It doesn't surprise me.

This is unbearable

for all of us.

More morphine?

It won't help.

The only thing that will

ease his pain is death.

It's in God's hands.

Have you heard the report

from the fire department yet?

It was apparently

caused by an explosion

of a bottle of butane gas.

That's impossible.

I don't see why.

Accidents like that

happen very often.

An explosion would

have awakened them,

and they would have been

able to save themselves.

Can you think of

another version?

This fire was intentional.

Intentional?

Laura Blanco did all this.

Do you have proof?

Haven't you ever had

the absolute certainty

about something without proof?

Moral certainty is not

enough to accuse a person.

No proof, no murder.

Logic and reason seem

to refuse to justify

this absolute murder.

No solid, real proof we

can sink our teeth into.

All right, we'll look into it.

If he should survive, I

don't know whether or not he

will ever completely recover.

Our big problem is

that he's still alive.

But a miracle could happen.

He will survive, but I

don't know whether it'll

be a miracle or a damnation.

Will he--

Look like a human being again?

No.

Physically, he

will be a monster.

His soul--

What?

A brain burns, too.

Becomes carbonized very easily.

I don't know, but

I think we should

have a psychiatrist check him.

Do you know what a

fourth degree burn is?

It means total

carbonization of the limb.

You hit it, and it

sounds like this.

Part of your friend's

face and also his hands

are fourth degree.

The rest of the body is second.

If he doesn't die, not

even an army of surgeons

would be able to make

him look human again.

What can I say?

Can you speak?

I'll survive to be your death.

Vance, I swear--

No, Laura.

I know it was you.

The only reason I stay

alive is to pay you back.

Run.

Do you hear me?

Run.

Go.

Hide.

Don't make it easy

for me to find you.

But I will find you.

An eye for an eye.

A fire for a fire.

I won't rest until you and

all of your family are dead.

Run, Laura, run.

My breaths on your back will

be like a cold wind from hell.

Run.

Run!

I will find you.

I swear.

Doctor, doctor!

Notify the police immediately.

Vance Pierson has disappeared.

It isn't him.

That's all.

Three weeks.

You said he'd be

so easy to find,

and we've been looking

for him for three weeks.

We've done everything we can.

We've searched everywhere.

[music playing]

I finally caught

up with you, Laura.

And even if you don't deserve

it, I want to warn you.

Vance has escaped

from the hospital.

He is mentally sick.

I don't want him to do

anything he can't undo.

Find a safe place for

yourself and your family.

Isabelle!

My child is in there!

She's safe in the ambulance.

They're not here.

Laura and her daughter

have disappeared.

So Vance Pierson and

Laura Blanco disappeared.

The police continued to search

for them, but to no avail.

15 months passed

without a trace, until--

[sirens]

What do you think?

Not something I think.

I know the fact's that two

people died in this fire.

Laura's mother and her maid.

And now he's back.

And he won't rest

until he kills again.

Did you find anything?

Nothing at all.

Absolutely nothing.

He must have had gloves on.

TV has taught

everybody that trick.

Not even the glove prints show.

Then it is him.

Or his ghost.

I don't know.

I need to think.

Very easy.

Just find a man who

has no fingerprints,

face unknown, very dangerous.

Yes, it's easy.

What I can't understand

is how he's managed it.

Are you certain plastic

surgery couldn't work on him?

Even if he would have

an operation every six

months for 20 years,

he would never

recover a human appearance.

20 years on the police force.

Every kind of crime.

And now I have to

chase a phantom.

He's looking for Laura.

So are we.

Hell must have swallowed her up.

We must find her.

Make sure everyone knows it.

Then Vance will come.

Maybe we can still cure him.

The important thing to do is

to deprive him of his lighter.

He's dangerous.

Everything was

perfectly planned.

The exact moment, and everyone

was in the main square.

Carnival, the fireworks,

even the firemen were busy.

Unfortunately, most maniacs

are clever in their madness.

A carnival?

Yes.

Quite a nice one.

Is there a Ferris wheel, too?

Oh, sure.

[sirens]

What's the matter?

They'll tell us in a minute.

Strange, isn't it?

They must be

looking for somebody.

Who?

You.

For asking too many questions.

It's the Ferris wheel

they're interested in.

They're looking for

a crazy pyromaniac.

What does it have to do

with the Ferris wheel?

Nothing.

Just crazy ideas.

They're interested

in a foreigner.

Peter's the greatest

guy in the world.

Your passport, please.

And you, Peter, have

always worked as a Ferris

wheel repairman, right?

Always.

How can you prove it?

I worked at all the

famous amusement parks.

Tivoli in Copenhagen,

Prater in Vienna.

Then why would you work

for this little nothing

of a carnival in Spain?

They certainly can't

pay you anything

comparable to those places.

I don't pay any salary!

Peter and I are partners, 50-50!

We all make a good living.

Spain is a good

country for carnivals.

Is there something

wrong with my face?

There is nothing wrong.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

And from here you go to, uh--

To Paris.

We'll stop at a few

villages first, then arrive

at Santiago about the 25th.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Laura's our only hope.

At least we know

what she looks like.

Laura?

Where can she be hiding?

Where?

Hi, Gaspard!

Hi.

What are you doing?

Just playing.

Do you have a match?

What do you want a match for?

Just to do something.

Here.

Take two.

Just in case.

Thanks a lot.

Isabelle!

There's nothing

the matter with me.

Look, the poor

thing is freezing.

You manage to find an

orphaned dog in each town.

There are too many of them.

She did not keep orphan

dogs, she'd keep birds.

What about cats?

Forget about cats.

I'll take care of you.

She's the sentimental

lamb of the family.

She's wonderful.

It's going to rain again.

Each year is the same.

I swear, I'll never

return to Galicia again.

It's always raining, raining.

He says the same

thing every year.

Still, I was born

here, in this village.

What can I do?

Bah!

Each year, I must bring a

little part of my carnival

here for the children.

You know, only for the children.

That's what I told you.

She spent all day in

her room with the girl!

Every time there was a knock at

the door or the telephone ring,

she got pale and frightened.

Oh, I was glad when she left.

That woman had something

evil about her, and I could--

She didn't say

where she was going?

Not a word.

I already told that to

the other policeman--

the one who came first.

Another policeman?

What did he look like?

He had no manners.

He never took off his hat

or his big sunglasses.

Don't ask me.

Thanks.

One, one, two.

Testing.

One, two, three, four, testing.

Here it is, ladies and

gentlemen, the greatest

Ferris wheel in the world!

The wonder of the carnival!

Don't exaggerate, Friday.

You're a damn liar.

Ah.

Here it is, ladies

and gentlemen.

The greatest Ferris

wheel in the world!

Testing, one, two, three, four.

Perfect.

What a wonderful dinner.

I recommend the Tosca

de Ramora to you.

Wonderful food.

I'll try the place.

I was just beginning

to get hungry.

Better adjust the brakes.

They're getting slippery.

OK.

Hey, Peter, got a

little word for you.

Huh?

Look.

Can you fix it tonight?

No dragon tonight.

I'll come back later, see

what I can do about it.

Thank you.

Peter would be rich if he

charged for all these repairs.

What the devil would

I do with the money?

Buy things.

I'm not interested in the

things that money can buy.

With the exception

of a good meal.

How old are you?

Very old.

Please tell me.

Old enough to be your father.

Oh?

So is Cary Grant, but I wouldn't

mind being his girlfriend.

He might mind.

Would you mind?

If you were Cary

Grant's girlfriend?

No.

If I were your girlfriend.

Don't you think that's

rather an odd question?

When you're 19, you

can ask lots of things.

When you're my age, you

can't answer lots of things.

Why not?

Let's drop the

subject, nosy one.

I'll just remember

that you are 19.

Now, eat and be quiet.

Where are you?

Silva!

[gasp]

Liz.

I told you many times,

nobody comes into my trailer.

The horrible thing I saw.

What is it?

Open that drawer.

Open it.

Perfect, isn't it?

It looks almost real.

Each thread acts as

a muscle or a nerve.

Each gear, each axis,

each piece of metal acts

as the small bones

of a normal hand.

So?

The ugly thing you

saw was my hand.

Many disagreeable things

happened to men during the war.

You see?

There was nothing

to be frightened of.

Pardon me, Peter.

It's not important

if you forget it.

If you remember-- then you

will not love me so much.

What are you doing?

Are you crazy?

No.

I love you much more now.

I understand.

Like-- like one of

your orphan dogs.

No, in a different way.

I don't need your sympathy.

Now get out of here.

Who's Laura?

What did you say?

Who's Laura?

My, um, my sister.

I haven't heard

from her in years.

I thought she might be in Spain.

Now, you leave immediately,

or you'll be the first to be

spanked by an artificial hand.

[barking]

Have you ever been in love?

That's none of your

business, young lady.

Well, it certainly is.

It certainly isn't.

What's that?

What?

Oh, that's the house

of the witches.

There were more than 15.

All of them were

burned right there.

Burned?

Haven't you ever heard of

the revenge of the Indiano?

He's a Spaniard who has

lived in South America.

It happened about 100 years ago.

A fisherman named Adriano

lived in this town.

He married young, for love.

At that time, everyone

here married for something.

A cow, a boat.

But for him, it was only love.

They had a daughter.

They loved one another,

but they were starving,

so he went to America

to seek his fortune.

After seven years,

he returned rich.

He learned that his wife and

daughter had been burned alive.

Someone had accused

them of witchery.

No one realized that the

rich Indiano was Adriano.

He bought this house,

invited everyone,

all the people who had

accused his wife and daughter.

They all came to

his party one night.

He bolted all the

windows and doors, then,

with himself inside, he

set fire to the house.

The peasants swear

that the screams

are heard on November

nights, and nobody

comes near this place.

Did you like my story?

Fascinating.

I think it's horrible.

The limits of horror

are much wider.

So you approve of

Adriano's vengeance.

You!

And I thought you were good.

Then Adriano, the fisherman,

was bad, by your definition.

No, he was good, too.

But revenge is a horrible thing.

Not horrible.

Sometimes it can be the only

reason for a man to stay alive.

But I'm cold.

Let's go back.

I brought you

double of everything.

Tomorrow is a big

holiday, so I won't come.

Did you forget the butter?

No, ma'am.

Here it is.

Why don't you come to town?

You think there finally

would be a parade, sack

races, carnival, fireworks?

You know we never go out.

That's why I'm telling you.

Such a fine lady shouldn't stay

here like this all the time.

Don't mix in.

I don't wish to.

I'll come back the

day after tomorrow.

Goodbye.

Isabelle!

Isabelle, where are you?

Good morning, little one.

Hello.

You like it?

Yes.

Ask your mother

to buy you a ride.

Oh, no.

I came alone.

From very far away?

Yes.

Come.

But I haven't any money.

This ride is a gift from me.

Come.

Start it up.

Look!

What is it?

My house is on that island.

The girl was fond at the

carnival happy and safe,

but Laura seemed to think

she'd been kidnapped.

Well, now we know where she is.

I've alerted the

police in Viveiro.

That's only about 15

miles from the Port

of Bares, where we found Laura.

We'll be there in a few minutes.

Tell me what

you're trying to do.

Don't be angry.

Please, I--

Why did you follow me?

I'm afraid.

The woman on the island-- I

heard them call her Laura.

And the little girl

is her daughter.

I'm afraid for you.

I love you, Peter.

Quiet.

No.

Please, let me go with you.

I'll do anything for you.

For you--

Sorry, Liz.

Mama, I want to

leave this place.

I don't want to stay

here any longer.

Nor do I, darling.

How would you like to go to--

Where?

It's a secret.

But don't you worry.

We'll leave.

Now go to sleep.

All right.

I'm going to try to

guess where we're going.

Nobody can guess

where we're going.

There's a girl on the

phone calling from Bares.

She says someone called Peter

is going to kill someone.

Vance!

Tell her we're on our way.

Wait for us.

Let's go.

[siren]

Who is it?

Who's there?

There's no use screaming.

No one is here.

I have nothing to steal.

No money, no jewelry, nothing.

[crying]

What do you want of me?

Would you love me like this?

[screaming]

Not the child!

An eye for an eye,

a fire for a fire.

[screaming]

[siren]

He's got the girl with him.

Don't go close.

The girl!

[gunshot]

Vance, do you hear me?

We want to help you.

Please, don't hurt the child.

Peter, please.

Peter.

If you have any love in you at

all, you won't hurt the child.

You're a good man, Peter.

Or I couldn't have loved you.

Don't hurt her.

She's done nothing to you.

Please, Peter.

[screaming]

[music playing]

Pyro... The Thing Without a Face (1964) - full transcript