Creature from the Haunted Sea (1961) Movie Script

The most improbable

event of the 20th century

occurred in Havana, Cuba.

The revolutionary Victors

marched in

and the national complexion

changed completely.

They had been liberated.

The survivors of the old regime

escaped as best they could,

taking with them

only a few meager effects,

such as the Cuban treasury,

and other art objects.

It wasn't always easy to smuggle

the loot out of Cuba,

and so, secret meetings were

being held all over the island.

This story of robbery,

double-crossing and murder

begins with just such a meeting.

Are you Renzo capetto?

I am. Who are you?

Never mind who I am.

It's the mission that counts.

Let's get on with it.

As an American gambler

and gangster

you're above suspicion.

Of course you know that our

government has been overthrown.

You know, I heard that.

- Shut up.

But not for long.

We'll be back.

And if you think

you're seeing executions now,

oh, boy.

Bravo.

Bravissimo.

Shut up.

But, of course,

you know that to finance

a great counter-revolution,

it has been necessary for us

to, uh...

Steal the Cuban treasury.

Rob?

Shut up.

Let us proceed.

You're going

to lose your casino,

so you'll be leaving Cuba

anyway.

You have a big yacht and

you can leave any time you wish,

such as immediately.

Therefore, I'm going to

entrust you a solemn trust.

Here we have one fourth

of the Cuban treasure.

Your group, general tostada,

colonel cabeza grande

and a squad of men

will proceed to Ciudad turquijo.

There you will wait for us

to contact you

and relieve you of the money,

one fifth of which

will be paid to you.

Do you understand?

I get the whole picture.

Now you do the rest.

Señores.

General tostada,

colonel cabeza grande.

Señor Renzo capetto.

My name's happy Jack monahan.

Glad to meet you gents.

And now...

The gold.

You two had better

get into the car.

The general doesn't know any English,

senor capetto.

I'll be his translator for you.

Bueno?

Bueno.

Bueno. Now it's time to go.

Adiós.

I'll see you later, huh?

So long.

Narrator: The first move in the

great conspiracy had been made.

The Cuban treasury

was now in the gentle hands

of Renzo capetto,

the most trustworthy man

ever to be deported from sicily.

They thought they were smart,

but little did they know that I,

sparks moran,

was an American agent.

Luckily I had been able to work

my way into the crew

by posing as a notorious

gum machine burglar from Chicago.

My real name is xk150.

Hey, you. Come on down here

and help with this.

How did it go, poopsy?

We had a hairy little chase,

but we got the stuff.

Crazy.

Hey, colonel grande,

you can bring your men aboard.

What happens with all that mob?

I don't know. I thought we'd

just have an officer or two,

but it looks like we're gonna

have a little difficulty.

Can you think of a way to remove

them and grab that loot?

Cos you're my big, strong,

swingin' brains. Mmm!

You're sweet, baby.

Hi, sis.

Hi, baby doll.

Did they scare you?

Oh, just a little.

Aw.

All right, boys.

Get ready to go.

Pete, take the wheel.

Jack, you and, uh...

Clarks, uh, sparks,

get ready to cast off.

Well, well,

a beautiful night for sailing.

Sparks: And so

we left Cuba forever,

sailing into

the most astounding adventure

to be inflicted upon men.

And what a group we were.

The big cheese

was Renzo capetto,

alias capo rosetto,

alias ratto pazetti,

alias zeppo staccato,

alias Shirley lamour.

At 15 he served

his first stretch

for rolling in drunk in the

lobby of the Waldorf astoria,

new year's Eve, 1934.

In 1940, he was involved in

an unsuccessful attempt

to nominate Benito Mussolini

for the republican ticket.

During the war, he was rejected

by the Navy, marines and the ss.

Now deported, he has retained

his contacts with the syndicate

and is still regarded

as a dangerous character.

Mary-belle monahan,

alias Mary monahan belle,

alias belle Mary monahan,

alias monahan Mary belle.

They say she was a gun moll

just because lucky Luciano

gave her a rolls Royce

every Christmas.

And they can't really prove

that she sneaked into the

Hollywood bowl with a Tommy gun

and rubbed out a convention

of police chiefs in 1956.

All I know is that

she got nailed cold

when she was pushing heroin in

a laundry room in boystown,

but I'm willing to give anyone

the benefit of the doubt,

especially when she's as

crazy-looking as Mary-belle.

This is happy Jack monahan,

so-called because he developed

a muscle spasm in his cheeks

from watching too many

Humphrey bogart pictures.

Happy Jack's record is brief,

his only crimes

having been committed

after his sister, Mary-belle,

talked Renzo into

giving him a job.

Up until that time, happy Jack

had been a tennis bum,

sleeping under the bleachers

at forest hills

and mooching nickels

in the bmt subway.

Since taking up with Renzo,

he has become a well-known

dice loader and murderer.

The most obscure member

of the dark quartet...

is Pete Peterson Jr.,

son of Pete Peterson sr.,

famed vaudeville bird mimic.

Pete Jr. inherited his father's

talent for animal imitations,

but unfortunately

blew his brain out of whack

while imitiating

a whooping crane

at the elks convention picnic

in oshkosh in 1942.

Since then, anyone has been able

to convince Pete of anything.

Renzo found him struggling along

as a pickpocket at the beach,

and took him with him

in his exile.

Since then he has been

Renzo's faithful servant,

shining his shoes

and rubbing out his enemies.

In return Renzo permits him

to imitate any animal

that comes into his head.

That, for instance,

was the mating call

of the himalayan yak.

There they are, my shipmates.

I didn't know

where they were taking

those unsuspecting Cubans,

but I knew

they were taking them.

And so, with grim faces we set our helm

against the perilous future.

Ok. Now, before I begin,

has anyone anything to say?

Pete? How about you, Jack? What do

you think we should do? Give up.

Oh, honey. Is that any way for

Mary-belle's big man to talk? Now, look.

We've got to get rid of

at least half of these Cubans

without making

the rest of them suspicious.

There used to be

a Cuban fisherman

by the name of Hemingway.

He got hooked on a sea monster

in these waters

a couple of years ago,

and he was dragged for miles,

got a lot of publicity.

We're gonna show these boys

the greatest sea monster

they ever saw in their lives.

Jack, in my trunk

there's some garden rakes

used for weeding tomatoes.

You get them and sharpen them

like scalpels.

Pete, you mix up a mess of

olive oil and green ink,

and snag some seaweed

from over the side.

Now, Jack...

What are you gonna do?

Sharpen up the garden rakes.

88 Good boy.

Pete, how about you?

Does he have to do that?

All right, Jack, beat it.

We've had a good life together,

haven't we, baby?

Mmm. And you know it, poops.

Winters in Tijuana,

summers in Cicero.

Remember that wonderful trip

we took to monte Carlo?

You mean that time we heisted

all those $100 chips?

Sure.

Sparks: I'll admit I couldn't

really hear anything

through that door,

but I was sure

they were up to no good.

I knew it was up to me

to stop them.

Now we're off again

to parts unknown.

It's like a second honeymoon.

You know something?

We oughta get married.

Now, don't be a drag, baby.

How much Jack do you think's

in that strongbox?

I don't know. There's plenty of

Cuban sugar, though.

What are we gonna do

with all of it?

I don't know.

I always wanted to open up

a home for the aged hoodlums.

Baby, you got a heart

as big as all outdoors.

Sparks: A government agent

lives in constant peril.

I devised my undetectable

radio set

using simulated hot dogs

for knobs

and tubes inside

of dill pickles,

while watching a number of sewer

workmen during lunch hour.

It comes in mighty handy,

believe you me.

One little slip and I could be

headed for Davy Jones' locker.

Hello, Havana,

this is agent xk150.

Over.

I'm making

my first official report.

So far, not too much

has happened,

but I'm anticipating.

Renzo capetto and his gang

are on board as suspected.

I am with them.

I will call you again soon

one of these days.

This is agent xk150 signing off.

Hey. What's happening?

Just having a bite.

Gee, that looks good.

You mind if I join you?

Mmm.

Come to mama.

Crazy.

Six is the point.

Good morning.

The general says,

"good morning, you gorgeous,

beautiful creature."

Would you ask the general to

remove himself from my presence?

Um...

The general says you're, um...

You're a golden angel

flower singing.

Would you tell the general that

I feel that he'd be most at home

barbecuing slowly

over a hot spit.

Um...

You must be a glutton

for punishment.

Oh, now, what do you want?

You're too good for this life.

You're young

and you're innocent.

You should get out

while the getting is good.

Are you unwell?

The getting is great.

You're a victim of circumstance.

I try. I do try.

You're a crazy, mixed-up kid.

I am perfectly adjusted

to my life of crime.

Now, what is your story?

Oh, well, you see

I'm beyond help, but you're not,

you could find

a clean young man to marry you.

I haven't got the time.

But I can help you, Mary-belle.

You can turn blue.

Don't worry, Mary-belle,

I'll save you.

Or die.

That's a comforting alternative.

Sparks: A secret agent

should never sleep,

but there I was,

dreaming of mom's apple pie,

while up on deck

Renzo and his cut-throats

were taking the first step,

killing an innocent Cuban,

and pretending

some imaginary monster did it

just so they would be panicked

into changing course,

so that Renzo could steer them

to his own picked destination.

Pete, wait one minute,

then give the alarm.

Sparks: But what none of us knew

was that the monster

invented by Renzo

had already been invented

by somebody else.

By a couple of other monsters,

I guess.

Help! P-P-Police! Murder!

It's a m-m-monster.

What did he say?

The general says what happened?

The deal,

if you'd like to hear it...

Please go ahead.

Well, I don't think

it was anything human

that killed your soldiers.

I've seen the tracks and the

claw wounds on their bodies.

Now, in my studied opinion,

those soldiers were attacked

by some weird creature

from the sea.

Came in, did your boys in

and vanished again.

What's so funny?

A creature? How silly.

Did you really think it...

Silencio!

Cue us, colonel.

Well, uh...

The general says, uh...

You're right. It is a monster.

The general says these waters

are very dangerous,

so we must plot a new course.

Get that?

Our brave general tostada

didn't miss an excuse

to blow the trip

and change course.

You think he's got a gleam

in his eye?

Pure gold.

Maybe we won't have to

knock them all off.

Oh.

You boys are getting careless.

I told you to kill one, not two.

What's up? Can't you count?

Ok, Pete. Take the wheel.

Gee, I thought it was only one.

Well, I can't figure this out.

Sparks: So we were going

somewhere I didn't know,

washington didn't know,

Renzo didn't know.

We all had to find out.

Well, gentlemen, I think

we ought to make our decision.

Skol.

Thank you, Pete.

Now, has anybody got an idea?

About what?

About where we're going.

I thought it was to Ciudad

turquijo we were going.

Oh, no. That's been changed.

General tostada thinks

we ought to change course

in order to escape the monster.

Caracas, Venezuela.

No, no, no.

I think we ought to go...

Let's go to India.

I've always wanted to see a

sacred cow. Actually, I think we

ought to go to cannes. It really

swings this time of the year.

Will you listen?

So strange, my friends,

I always had a secret desire,

I always wanted to go to Bali,

you know?

Bali?

All: Bali? Bali!

We are not going to Bali.

Tostada: Caracas, Venezuela.

No.

Please tell the general

that I am convinced

that we ought to go

to San Juan, Puerto Rico.

This is agent xk150

calling agent xk120.

Via 190sl.

Come in, Havana.

Now the first thing

we've got to think about

is how to escape

this finky monster.

Now, if you take a look

at the chart

you'll notice

there's a lot of deep water

just north of Puerto Rico,

too deep for the monster

to live in.

Well, how do you know

he can't live in deep water?

Because of his feet.

He's a Walker and he's got

to stay at the bottom,

all right, stupid?

All right, stupid.

Now, when we get to Puerto Rico,

we'll take the strongbox ashore.

As an American,

I won't be noticed.

I'll take a plane up

to Ciudad trahijo.

Take the box with me.

I can say unequivocally, without

the slightest qualm of doubt,

that this gang is...

Heading for Bali.

I think the government

should watch for us

at the Panama canal.

Over.

The general says it's all right,

we may go to Puerto Rico.

But he want kept the strongbox

out of sight.

Ok, it's a deal.

I think I smell land.

Are we almost there?

Oh, about six or eight hours.

Another lucky shooter.

Four the point.

You're ravishing.

You're sick.

Listen, I have a plan.

As soon as we get there,

we'll wait for night.

And when Renzo isn't looking,

we'll jump off

and swim for shore

through shark-infested waters

so no one will follow us.

Then we'll steal

a sailing dinghy and head for Brazil.

How do you like it?

I think it's grand.

You oughta do it.

Well, I-I meant you too.

Honey, I wouldn't ride

on the same bus with you.

Now, Pete,

I want you to listen carefully.

Now, on the north coast

of a big island

there's a teeny speck of land

called la Isla del borracho,

named after one of

Columbus's lieutenants.

It should be deserted by now.

We ought to be able

to land there, huh?

Good.

Now, there's a reef

around the island

and a very narrow opening

which we have to go through.

I am going to run this yacht

on the rocks,

right at the entrance.

Now, during the panic,

we'll take the strongbox,

load it on a skiff

and head for shore.

Now, Pete, when we get over

30 feet of water,

I'll give you a signal.

And then I want you

to capsize the boat.

You understand?

Later, Pete,

we'll come back and dive for it.

You understand everything?

S-S-Sure.

Uh, w-w-we hit the rocks...

Yeah.

And lift the box in the skiff,

and then we'll dump it over

30 feet of water,

so we can come back and get it.

And that's because it's filled

with nitroglycerine.

It shouldn't be on board,

anyway.

Isla borracho.

Look at the reefs.

Reefs dead ahead.

We're starting it true.

Baby, I'll save ya.

Remove your hands, sir.

Very well, I won't leave you,

I'll never leave you.

We'll drown together.

You're demented.

My lunchbox.

My, what a short memory.

We're ready to start,

but which order?

You two go down

and get the strongbox

out of the safe, go on.

It's all right.

Be calm, everybody.

The boat's insured.

Sparks: Everything went

according to plan,

Renzo's and the monster's.

♪ Row, row, row your boat

gently up the creek ♪

♪ merrily, merrily, merrily ♪

♪ I'm going to be sick ♪

Sparks: You know,

this reminds me

of one time on lake minnetonka.

Louise schmidt and I

were paddling along,

when what do you think happened?

The general says

you have the orders

as soon as he can

assess the situation.

Well, you can tell El general...

Tell him he shouldn't be

giving orders around here.

Now, look, you men have no money

and you have no guns,

and you're on U.S. soil.

That's all right,

I'm on your side.

Pete, I want you

to search the island,

see if anybody lives here.

Jack. You take one of the

lifeboats and row it ashore.

Take it to San Juan

and rent us a fishing boat

and plenty of diving gear.

Uh-huh. Boy.

Oh, colonel.

See if you can get your men

to build us a lean-to

or something to keep

the rain off.

Isn't this just great?

Could stay here forever.

That won't be necessary, baby.

Why?

Well, the way I figure it,

these Cubans

aren't very much at diving.

But Jack, Pete and I

are pretty good spear fishermen.

We'll go down,

find the strongbox

and hide it in a hole

in the reef.

After that, we'll tell

the Cubans that it's no use,

give up.

It'll be safe there for months,

even years,

until we're ready

to come back and get it.

You like it? Poopsy, sometimes you

are so smart you make me sick.

Whoo! Whoo!

Eat. Eat. Is good, is good.

Where did you find her, Pete?

Pete, aren't you gonna

introduce me to the lady?

Isn't she beautiful, Renzo?

Very lovely.

Where did you meet?

Oh, no.

That must mean they're in love.

I wish you many happy returns

of the day.

Isn't that a ring

you're wearing, miss, uh...

Porcina Perez.

It's a wedding ring.

Welcome home, baby doll.

Aloha.

Get the equipment?

Oh, about 20 botttles,

10 regulars,

masks, spearguns, the works.

Overdid it as usual.

Well, ok, we're gonna start

diving this afternoon.

I brought something else home

with me too.

Carmelita. I'd like you

to meet Renzo capetto,

my sister Mary-belle.

Hi.

Mr. Pete Peterson and...

Well, I don't know who

the large woman with him is.

Porcina Perez.

Hi.

Hello, everybody.

You found this woman

in San Juan?

Well, she was living

in a sort of sorority house

down by the docks.

She's awful friendly.

Why don't you come on with me,

honey?

I'll show you

our sorority house.

Señor capetto,

I have the honor to report

that my men will be ready

one hour.

Ready for what?

To dive to the strongbox.

You mean your men are divers?

Yes.

They are Cuban army frogmen.

Olé.

Sparks: I had the situation

well in hand.

Mary-belle was weakening

as I'm sure you've noticed.

Then she came into my life.

I didn't see her coming,

but somehow

I sensed her presence

and knew that my life

was changed forever.

Hello.

Hello. Who are you?

Carmelita Rodriguez.

Sparks moran.

Sparks: As a trained

espionage agent,

I could tell that

she was attracted to me.

But I wanted Mary-belle.

And Mary-belle wanted Renzo.

And Renzo wanted the gold.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Sparks! Sparks! Idiot.

You keep this thing firm.

Are you all right?

Oh, yes. Oh.

All right. Well, then, let's

just keep an eye on him.

I don't know, but I'm ready.

No, no. No, gringos, no.

All right, Pete.

Bye.

Good luck, poopsy.

Sparks: The search for

the strongbox had begun.

But the sea was cluttered up

with Cubans

dispersed by general tostada

to search independently.

All those Cubans

alone in the deep.

This was a chance for Renzo

to again become the sea monster.

A lonely Cuban had found one of

the many wrecks on the bottom.

And Renzo had found

the lonely Cuban.

Their attack

was cleanly executed.

The victim was dead,

the killers delighted,

but not satisfied.

Renzo must have another quart

of Latin blood.

We waited, 55900:38:46,523... >

00:38:483 sensing the dangers below...

While the unholy three

sought new prey.

It didn't take them long

to find it.

What happened? Was he attacked?

No, it was a monster.

What do you mean, a monster?

A real, live,

honest-to-goodness monster

with claws and everything.

Oh, you're nuts. Totally insane.

Carmelita,

it's too dangerous for you here.

Let's run away

and live a little.

No, no.

I'm in love with sparks.

- Sparks moran?

Sí.

Well, how can you be in love

with him? He's an idiot.

You ought to be in love with me.

No, I'm in love with him.

And I don't care

if I never see you again.

Oh, if I'd only paid

my life insurance premium,

I'd kill myself.

Oh, no, no, no!

Don't kill yourself.

But why not?

No, you come with me.

I'll show you.

Come with me to the jungle.

You've seen one jungle,

you've seen them all.

You come with me,

you see in new light.

Hello, Charles.

Oh, señor.

I'm very much afraid

of this monster.

Well, why don't you just pack up

and go home?

No. I am an officer.

We will not stop

until we have the strongbox.

From now on,

we'll dive with spearguns.

Crazy.

Mango!

Señor happy Jack,

this girl is my daughter.

Her name is mango.

Mango?

Sí.

Ah, I was telling her what that

no-gooder carmelita do to you.

I was telling her

to cheer you up.

Oh, gee, thanks, porcina,

but it really wasn't necessary.

Oh. You no like mango?

Oh, yeah, I like her.

She not speak good English,

señor.

Oh, I don't think

that's gonna matter at all.

Ok. Uh, I'm going back now.

Mr. Pete Peterson Jr.

He is waiting for me now.

Adiós, porcina.

Adiós.

Are you all right, porcina?

Oh, I'm all right, my hero.

Hey. Where's happy Jack?

Oh. Come on. I take you to them.

Them?

Yes.

Oh, I don't know

what you said, mango,

but it sure was wonderful.

I feel the same way, mango.

I never felt like this

in my whole life before.

Oh, I know, mango.

I know.

Why, here comes

Pete and porcina.

Hi, Jack. Who's your friend?

This is mango Perez,

porcina's daughter.

Gee, she's almost as pretty

as her mother.

Yeah, she's wonderful.

Yeah, but can she do imitations?

Well, I don't know.

And I don't care

because I love her.

Gosh. Are you gonna marry her?

Yeah, well, why not?

Why not? If you marry mango

and I marry porcina,

I'll be your father.

What kind of a bird call

is that?

Oh, we cannot talk here,

we cannot talk.

My meshugana husband,

he make big trouble.

Yeah.

I just had a fight with him.

You know, Pete,

I'm getting tired of

all this running around.

You know what I'd like to do?

I'd like to marry mango

and settle down here.

I could start a tennis club.

They don't have clubs.

They have rackets.

You know, you're right.

But you know something, though?

I'd like to do

the same thing myself.

Say, why don't

we rub them all out?

And this way we can keep

the strongbox for ourselves.

Oh, yes. Even Mary-belle?

Oh, gee. I don't know about her.

Well, she is my sister.

Course, we could keep her around

to do the housekeeping.

Sure.

And she'll get over

losing Renzo.

Sure.

How about it? Is it a deal?

- Sure.

Besides, they've been cheating

on their income tax anyway.

Mango, she want go swimming.

All right, all right, let's go.

Sparks. Sparks.

Where's Pete and the boy?

They know we should be diving

this afternoon.

I think they're somewhere

in the jungle.

Señor.

What's this? Well, what is this?

This man's wife is playing

around with Mr. Pete.

He's very angry.

That's tough.

This man wants to sell you

his wife for $50

and a case of rum.

Tell him he's nuts.

Carmelita, will you talk to him?

We're busy.

Oh, sure. I will tell him to cut

down to 20 for a fifth of gin.

Gin nothing!

Who wants to buy his

improbable wife?

Come on, general tostada,

let's get going.

Come on.

Uno, dos, tres.

Uno.

Dos.

Tres!

All right, baby.

Listen, you hold these

because I can't use them

without Peter and Jack

to help me.

I'll keep 'em warm for you.

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

You're it.

Sparks: Renzo capetto had

at last found the strongbox.

And the unknown partner

had found Renzo capetto.

Oh!

You're it, you're it, you're it.

Pete: You're it, you're it.

Oh.

Mango!

Pete, find my daughter!

Please.

Mango! Mango!

Mango!

Why did you have to do it,

Renzo?

Why did I have to do what?

Don't play games with me.

Why did you kill her?

Jack, I swear I had nothing...

I said don't play games.

We all saw the same

five incisions

and those round marks

from that stupid plunger.

Why don't you ask Mary-belle?

I gave her the rakes

before I went under.

That won't play.

You had two more in your trunks.

Just in case,

you said, remember?

Yeah, I remember,

but they're still there.

I can't convince him, honey.

Maybe you can.

I'm sorry, honey.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to

go along with Jack.

You think I did it?

Well, what else can I think?

You made that monster

up out of thin air,

now don't try and tell me

it's real.

I'm not that stupid.

Well, I am.

I always believed in it.

But it's gotta be real.

Either that or the Cubans

are trying to kill us off.

I can't buy that.

I don't care what you buy.

From now on we're going to dive

with Spears

like the rest of 'em.

We've got to get rid of

the rest of those Cubans

as quickly as possible.

We'll start tomorrow morning

with tostada.

Jack.

Pete.

Sparks: Possible death

notwithstanding,

the courageous general

and two of his men

dove once more

into the deadly sea.

But... as usual,

they were not alone.

Renzo waited for them

to separate.

One poke away

and then there were two.

Tostada went all alone

into the forbidding void

with the killers closing in.

The giant observer

stood watching

over a pathetic bit of cloth,

all that remained of mango.

At last tostada had found his gold

in his own watery grave.

The general died

as all generals should.

His greedy murderers

let his body drift away

while they congratulated

each other.

Happy Jack found

a scrap of a dress

and knew what had happened

to his beloved.

Suddenly...

Don't touch me!

Oh, honey.

Don't try to talk yourself

out of it.

Trying to talk to yourself

cool this time.

Baby.

Telling me the Cubans did it,

only they were on board.

Now, who was down there

with Jack?

No, baby, you gotta believe me.

I'm never going

to look at you again!

Oh, ren... ugh!

Mary-belle,

I saw what he did to ya.

They killed your brother.

And now you've got to leave,

Mary-belle,

and there's no one to help you

but me.

Oh, Mary-belle, I love you

so much I could split.

Just get on!

What do you do to my man?

Oh, shut up!

I'll save you.

Sparks: It was dusk.

I could tell because

the sun was going down.

You were right, señor,

all my army is finished.

I knew when the general died.

I don't care about the box any

more, let the monster keep it.

I don't want him to kill

any more of my men.

Neither do I, colonel.

I think we must go to Ciudad

turquijo in the morning.

You can go anywhere you like.

I'm going home.

To america?

America.

No, I can't go back there

any more.

Sicily.

Oh. I've got an uncle there

who's been after me for years

to help him stamp grapes.

It's beginning to appeal to me.

Mary-belle hates me.

I know.

But I love you.

Kind of nice

having somebody love you.

Why don't you try to love me?

Creature from the Haunted Sea (1961) - full transcript