War of the Colossal Beast (1958) - full transcript

Is anybody home?

Is this where I report a stolen car?

Yes, se?or. Come in.

What is your name?

Swanson. I'm running a gun club

back in the hills.

Swanson. Mm-hmm.

What kind of a car?

Dark green stake bed truck.

Ton and a half.
California license.

Loaded with groceries.



Uh-huh.

Where was it taken from?

Uhh...

That's a hard question to answer.

Look, here's what happened.

The season opens next week,

and I'm expecting a crowd down,

so I was stocking up on supplies,

bringing this truckload of groceries

down from calexico.

Get the picture?

Well, I'd left the
club station wagon

at San Felipe.

Get a new rear end put in.



So, when I got there,

I had to stop and pick that up, too.

Get the picture?

Now, I couldn't run 2 cars,

so, I hired this kid
to drive the truck.

Started him out,
oh, a couple of--

3 hours ahead of me.

Followed him in the station wagon.

Get the picture?

Well, he was supposed
to meet me here.

He hasn't arrived yet,
and that was yesterday.

Have you looked for him?

Everywhere.

Well, then, he must have
gone back to the club.

No, I just came from there.

You must have passed
him up somewhere

on the road from San Felipe.

If I'd passed him on the road,

don't you think I'd
know my own truck?

I'm sure you would, se?or,

but what if it went off the road?

There's no place he
can pull off the road

without getting stuck in the sand!

Then how could your truck be lost?

If it wasn't lost, would
I be coming to you?

That is a good question, se?or.

Uh, tell me about this boy

that was driving it.

What's his name?

Uhh...

Miguel something or other.

Probably 15, 16 years old,

dark, thin, about so high.

Would you know him
if you saw him?

Yes.

Come across the street
with me, se?or.

That's him.

Where's my truck?

Ah! uno momento.

What's the matter
with him?

Doctor?

Miguel is a very sick boy.

He's suffering from shock.

What from?

Nobody seems to know.

What did you do with my truck?

Miguel...

What'd he say?

It's no use.

If he gets any better,

the doctor will let US know.

Come with me. I will
take you to the place

where he was found.

Was it your truck
that made these tracks?

Must have.

I had 2 new retreads
like that on the rear.

Uh-huh.

Came down the road,
then got stuck.

Yeah. Then where'd it go?

Straight up in the air,
it looks like.

Look, that truck had
a radio and a heater,

but it didn't have wings.

Now, are you gonna find
it or aren't you?

Look, se?or.

I am just a country policeman.

I am paid to keep the peace.

If someone steals,
I try to catch the thief

and put him in jail,

like it says in the book.

But about this, se?or,

I don't know.

The book doesn't say anything

about a thing like this.

And that's the latest report

on the international scene.

Now, on the lighter
side of the news.

A dispatch from guavos, Mexico,

says that Mr. John Swanson

is having a little trouble

collecting insurance
on his stolen truck.

What happened to it?

Well, according to
his claim report,

it disappeared

without leaving any tracks.

Mr. Swanson says
something must have

carried off his truck.

Now, what could have
carried off his truck?

And, here in Los Angeles,

the city council
has decided to vote

upon the referendum for
increasing the pay

of teachers.

With the interest
that has recently

been aroused regarding
the importance

of better schools,
it is possible...

Operator, I want to place

a person-to-person call

to Mr. John Swanson
in guavos, Mexico.

I'll hold the line.

I'm gettin' me a good lawyer.

And if one ain't enough,
I'm gettin' 2!

I'm gonna make that
insurance company

pay up, and pay up fast.

I'm takin' 'em to court by the--

I'm sorry.

I guess I shouldn't
blow my top like that.

But when somebody
calls me a liar, I--

Excuse me.

Joyce Manning?

Yes! You must be major baird.

Please come in.

Thank you.

This is Mr. Swanson.
Major baird.

How do you do, sir?

Howdy.

Please be seated.

Thank you.

Would you like a drink?

No, thanks.

Mr. Swanson was good enough

to come up here and tell
me of his experiences.

No, it was a mere nothing.

I had to be in Los Angeles
anyway today

to see the insurance people.

Have I missed much?

Well, he tells me
that he wasn't there

to see what happened
to his truck.

Right.

I guess I got there
just too late.

Besides the truck's
not being there,

did you see anything unusual?

Like what?

Tracks in the sand.

Well, there were car tracks, sure.

But no animal tracks?

Animal tracks?

Human footprints, Mr. Swanson.

What's so unusual about that?

These would be the tracks
of a big man,

a very big man.

Well, there were Miguel's...

I don't get the picture.

How big do you mean?

Baird: Very big.

10 times as big as you.

Are you trying to kid me?

Not at all.

I'm trying to find my brother.

He got a bad dose

of radiation poisoning

in the course of testing

a plutonium bomb.

He started growing at the rate

of 8 to 10 feet a day.

You may have read about him.

Sure! Colonel Glenn Manning,
the colossal man.

I remember.

Glenn had reached a height

of over 60 feet when
he disappeared.

Well, didn't he get shot

and thrown off of Boulder dam

and get killed?

That's right.

But miss Manning

seems to have an idea

that he survived

both the artillery
fire and the fall.

That is what you're getting at,

isn't it?

I'll leave it up to Mr. Swanson.

Wouldn't that account

for the disappearance
of your truck?

Look, lady, leave me out of this.

I didn't see no footprints.

I didn't see no giant.

I didn't see anything.

I've got enough trouble

with the insurance
company as it is.

Get the picture?

I gotta be going.

Can you think of anyone
else who might help me?

There's a boy named
Miguel down there,

but he's not doing any talking.

Doctor said he's suffering

from shock or something.

I'm sorry I can't
do you more good,

miss Manning.

Thank you for coming, Mr. Swanson.

Good day.

Good-bye.

Hadn't you better give
him up, miss Manning?

The army did some time ago.

You never found his body.

The river below the dam

is a mile deep in some places.

His body is down there somewhere,

and it will show up in time.

You think Glenn made his way

down that river somehow

and reached the Gulf of
California, don't you?

Believe me, it's impossible.

I was in charge of
the search for him,

and I know.

The medical authorities
all agree

no man, no matter what his size,

could take those 2 bazooka charges

and a drop of over 700 feet

and come through it alive.

Well, those are the facts.

Take my advice and face them.

I shall, major.

Thank you for coming.

I'm afraid it wasn't
worth your while.

It could be if you'd have dinner

with me this evening.

Oh, I'd like to,
but I can't.

I'm leaving for Mexico
right away.

Good-bye.

Good-bye.

That is the boy, Miguel.

Has he told you anything yet?

No, but you can question
him if you like.

He's supposed to speak
a little English.

Miguel?

Miguel?

You see, se?orita.

You better come with me.

I will find a place for
you to spend the night.

Thanks, but I'm
going to stay here.

All night?

As long as necessary.

Then my wife better
get you something to eat.

Oh, thank you.

What is it, Miguel?

Sergeant.

Sergeant!

I do not understand

what he's trying
to say, se?orita.

Call me if he speaks again, hmm?

Aah!

Ogro!

Ogro!

Miguel.

Miguel.

Miguel.

Miguel.

Miguel.

What does he mean?

It's hard to say.

Ogro,
what is that?

It's a--a big fellow,

like an ogre in a story.

A monster,
a giant man.

He must have been dreaming.

Was it a giant, Miguel?

Was it a giant man?

Was it, Miguel?

We left within an hour after
I got your phone call.

This is Dr. Carmichael.

He's head of our
radiation exposure.

He's very much interested
in your brother's case.

I only hope I can do something

for him, miss Manning.

Thank you, doctor.

Uh, Doctor Carmichael,

Major Baird, this is
Sergeant Murillo

of the Mexican state police.

Where was it the boy
saw the colossal man,

the giant?

El ogro?

He has not been able to tell US.

The sergeant can show you

where the truck disappeared, though.

S?, se?or.

Won't you get in my automobile?

Fine.

Murillo: This is where
the boy Miguel was found.

These tracks were made

by the truck he was driving.

The truck apparently skidded
into the water.

It never drove out.

What do you think, Mark?

It seems like pretty meager
evidence to conclude

because a truck disappeared,

that the colossal man
is still alive.

But the boy.

Oh, I'm sure there's some
logical explanation.

Se?ores.

Se?ores, come quickly.

That is a very big footprint.

Joyce: Major baird, is that
enough logic for you?

The foot that made
that print is about...

10 times the size of a normal man.

That would make him
about 60 feet tall.

Glenn was 60 feet tall.

He must have gone that way,

to the mountains.

You think he could be up
in those mountains?

Yes, it could be.

There are no people up there.

Well, let's drive slowly.

Maybe we could find
some more footprints.

What do you see, Luis?

There are no more footprints,

the ground is too hard here.

I see something over there.

Let's take a look.

This must be part of
Swanson's missing truck.

No, this is another
truck, se?orita.

Swanson's truck is dark green.

Bed stake.
Ton and a half.

Nothing but a rock slide.

It is getting late.

We better go home.

It is not good to
be here after dark.

Thank you.

Oh, no, thanks.

I have plenty.

Sorry to be so long.

But I just talked

to the Mexican military
authorities on the phone.

They have troops and
artillery standing by.

All we have to do is
pinpoint the colossal man

and they'll move in on him.

He might come willingly

if we reasoned with him.

How do you reason
with a 60-foot giant?

It's possible he'd
listen to somebody

he knows well, like Miss Manning.

Why not try it?

No, I--I don't want
anybody getting hurt.

Please let me try at least.

No, I'm sorry.

Be reasonable.

If you use force on him,

somebody will get hurt.

Very well then.
I'll go alone.

Wait.

Wait, Miss Manning.

Miss Manning...

I didn't ask for this job,

I was assigned to it.

And if I'm gonna get it done,

I'll have to handle
it in my own way.

Well, it seems to me your way

is going to hurt him
more than help him.

I have to think of
the safety of others,

as well as him.

That goes for you, too.

I'm to forget he's my brother

and do nothing, I suppose.

It's natural for you to
be concerned about him,

but can't you let it go at that?

Well, you don't even know

if he'll recognize you or not.

Let me find out.

We'll see about it tomorrow

when the soldiers arrive.

Oh, today, please,
before they get here.

Please.

What makes you so sure

you're going to find him?

Why, he has a whole
mountain range

to hide in.

But we have something to go on,

those footprints.

All right.

Get in my car.

He's been raiding these trucks

for food to live on.

This was a rifle.

Major, look at this.

It's his thumbprint.

This was Swanson's truck.

What's that?

I don't know.

Get back, Joyce.

I hope they are baking it

the way you want it, se?or.

I think it's all right.

When will the rest be done?

They say it would be ready soon.

They are already
loading the truck.

Good.

Try it.

Can you taste anything?

Tastes like bread.

What's in it?

Chloral hydrate.

Enough to put him to
sleep for 8 hours.

I'll be at the bakery.

We have to capture him.

And this seems to be the best way.

Dr. Carmichael says
it can't harm him

in the least.

Isn't there any other
way to handle it?

Well, it's that or let
the Mexican authorities

deal with him.

We have no other alternatives.

Nobody's taken the time
to think of any,

as far as I can see.

There isn't time to take.

If we don't get him

before he decides to move
to another mountain,

we may lose contact
with him for weeks.

I suppose you're right.

His face.

I can't forget how horrible it was.

Where you from, Joyce?

My home is in San Francisco.

Don't you think you'd
be better off back there?

Do you know what it would be like

to be just sitting around
waiting for news?

You mind if I suggest a remedy?

It's an old one,
but it usually works.

Find something else
to occupy your mind.

Do you have a job?

I write copy for
an advertising agency.

Well, that should help
you forget your troubles.

I can imagine myself going back

to writing all those
tired old adjectives.

Tremendous, gigantic, colossal.

You know what they'd
mean to me now,

don't you?

Glenn.

A colossal freak, major.

And he's my brother.

Carmichael: We're all set, major.

This is near the area

where he attacked Swanson's truck.

You think he'll eat this stuff?

All depends on his appetite.

There hasn't been a truck

through this route
for 2 days now.

He should be hungry.

Let me drive, I know
this road best.

All right.

There's still no sign of him.

If we don't make contact,

we'll make the trip again.

Because we are looking for a giant,

it doesn't follow

that we don't value our lives.

Besides, we want him
to catch US.

At this speed he'll never make it.

I don't drive this way

to make you nervous, se?ores.

But the faster we go,

the more dust we make,

and the further away it will show.

Besides, giants run very fast.

They have long legs.

He's right behind US.

You better step on it.

He's getting close.

When we get to the clearing,

I will slow down.

We better jump then.

If we make it.

We will.

Get ready.

Murillo: Let's get out of here.

The case of Army Colonel
Glenn Manning,

the colossal man who went berserk

in Las Vegas not long ago,

is in the news again today.

Military authorities
last night admitted

that the early announcement

he had been accidentally destroyed

was an error.

He was captured alive today
in Mexico,

and plans are underway
to fly him

back across the border in
a troop carrier transport.

You may quote me as saying

that the nation

and its representatives
in congress

have nothing but gratitude

for our sister republic
south of the border

for their unstinting cooperation.

And we're proud of Major Baird

and the way he handled the problem

of the colossal man.

It was a good job all around.

Well, now that he's being
brought back

to the United States,

what does congress
plan to do about him?

Uh, do about whom?

Why, the giant man.

Oh, as--as far I know,

that matter doesn't come under

congressional jurisdiction.

Uh, I was given to understand

the department
of medical research

takes over from this point on.

There's nothing in our directives

about the disposition
of a 60-foot giant.

Naturally we'll do what
we can in a scientific way,

but it's impossible
for this department

to assume the responsibility
of his feeding and custody.

Why don't you take
this question up

with the health and
welfare department?

Yes, the Manning case
was referred to US

here at health and welfare,

but we found it lay
outside the scope

of our original appropriation.

I have an idea it was
turned over to congress

for action
during the present session.

I can't imagine who told
you to call me.

The problem isn't one

for the legislative
branch to settle.

Uh, why don't you
call the Pentagon?

Tell the pilot to circle
the field once more.

U.s. 1-1-0-3-4,

you are to circle the field again.

Pilot, on radio: Roger.

He has enough fuel left
for 5 more minutes, mayor.

I can't understand
your not giving

your permission for him to land

under those circumstances.

I think I've made our
position pretty clear.

We have no facilities
for a giant here.

When that plane runs out of gas,

it's coming down whether
you like it or not.

It can't say any longer

than is necessary to refuel

and take off again.

Take off for where?

We need time to decide
what to do with him.

Can't you find US a warehouse

to keep him in temporarily?

Our warehouses are all located

in the heart of the city.

This creature's presence there

would constitute too great
a police problem.

Now, that applies to every other

large downtown building,
including the coliseum.

Have you considered
the Hollywood bowl?

We can't leave him
exposed to the weather,

even if he is a giant.

Well, I can't make any
further suggestions.

That hanger doesn't
seem to be in use.

Well, that's impossible.

This airport is one

of the major traffic centers

of the western world.

You realize what it would mean

if an uncontrollable monster

should get loose here?

I give you my word.

We won't keep him here
a minute longer

than is absolutely necessary.

All right.

You may tell the ship to
come in for a landing.

Troop carrier U.S. 1-1-0-3-4,

you may land on runway 170.

Why are you keeping Glenn
here at the airport?

Well, I'm holding him here

till Washington decides
what to do with him.

What to do with him?

He ought to be in a hospital
getting treatment.

They don't make hospitals

that big, Joyce.

Besides, as yet the doctors

haven't turned up anything

that can help him.

Well, why don't they
treat him with sulfhydryl?

Isn't that what they
said would cure him?

Well, they found it
stopped his growth,

but...

I'm afraid it won't reverse it.

I see.

Well, they can't keep him here

as if he were some
kind of cattle.

It's just for the time being.

I'm afraid the world
doesn't think

of a 60-foot man
the way his sister does.

I suppose it's necessary

to keep him tied down like this.

If I could trust him,

I could let him have more freedom.

As it is, I have to play it safe.

Glenn Manning!

As you see, he doesn't
even know his name.

Colonel Manning!

Colonel Manning!

Colonel Manning!

Man: Colonel Manning.

This is General Nelson.

I order you to return
to your trench.

Man: Operator.

Operator. Hello?

Hello? Operator.

Aah!

Aah!

Man: Commander Manning is growing

from 8 to 10 feet a day.

At the moment,
he's 18 feet tall.

Tomorrow he'll be 26 feet,

the next day 35,

maybe 40,
and the next day...

I just don't want to grow anymore.

I don't want to grow anymore!

Come back, Glenn, please!

There he is,

a 60-foot giant in the streets

of Las Vegas.

Look at the size of that man.

Glenn.

Glenn Manning, do you recognize US?

We do not wish to harm you.

We want to help you.

We want to help you to get well.

Do you understand?

We can help you.

Ok, Harrigan, let's go.

Drive it in hard.

We have to penetrate the bone

on the first injection.

I doubt if we'll get
a second chance.

You ready?

1...

2...

Both: 3!

Unh!

Look out! He's reaching down.

Glenn, drop that needle!

Bazooka forward.

Stand ready to fire.

Ready!

Fire!

Come on!

Glenn!

No!

No!

Harder! Now all together!

Move it up!

Hold your fire.

Head him away from the planes

with tear gas.

Anesthetic would be
better than tear gas.

Get some here on the double.

Captain, get reinforcements.

What are you gonna do to him?

I don't know.

But I can't let him loose

among a million people.

Are you gonna have to kill him?

If it comes down to it, I will.

I'm responsible

for the lives of others first--

please.
Him second.

Don't, please.

Sergeant.
Oh, god.

See that miss Manning
gets back to her hotel,

and stays there.

Aah!

Aah!

This is an emergency.

Get me the control tower
immediately.

This is Major Baird here.

Get all the aircraft
into the air at once.

That goes for the air force

and jets at the south
end of the field.

Right.

Stand clear, in case he falls.

Aah! Rahr!

Aah! Rah!

Uh! Ugh! Ahh!

Aahhh! Unh!

Look out, men!

Uhhh! Aahhh!

Uhhh!

Unh! Uh!

The city council's
up in arms about this.

Public has a right
to protection, you know.

We understand your position,

Mr. Mayor.

I came out from Washington

for the sole purpose
of straightening

this thing out.

Now, we're here to decide what's

to be done with it.

He's safe now, is he?

Well, he's too weak
to break loose,

at the moment.

He lost considerable blood

in his attempt to escape.

Besides that, we've taken

extra precautions with him.

Let me show you.

We keep a watch on
him night and day.

Those manacles were
specially wrought

to stand 10 times

his estimated strength.

We have them anchored in cement

weighing 2 tons and some 12 feet

in the earth.

Guards have been doubled,
and we keep

a reserve force on standby duty.

And there's not much
chance he'll give US

any more trouble for
the time being.

Well, you certainly
have taken measures,

but you can't expect to
keep him here for life.

Have you any idea what'll happen

to him eventually?

Well, that depends.

You see any hope that
he'll ever improve?

Well, I'd rather have you ask

Dr. Carmichael.

Dr. Carmichael.

Dr. Carmichael,
the Mayor.

How do you do?

And General Nelson.

How do you do,
general?

What can you tell them

about your patient, Doctor?

Well, the big question now is

his mind.

He may be suffering from amnesia,

shell-shock, loss of memory,

whatever you want to call it.

In that case, we
have techniques now

that will bring him out of it.

On the other hand,

if his brain tissue
has suffered injury,

he'll be a psychopathic case

and a menace until he dies.

Is there any way of telling?

An examination would do that.

How soon can you proceed with it?

Almost immediately.

Please, do so.

We'll decide what's to be done

with Manning as soon as we have

the Doctor's findings.

We'll keep you posted, General.

And I'll check with you

before I return to Washington,
Major.

Yes, sir.

But I tell you,
a man's life depends

on this plasma.

I know 10 gallons is a lot,

but Dr. Carmichael
explained the case

to you this morning.

I can't sit here
and argue about it.

It's needed right away.

Just a moment, please.

Dr. Carmichael.

Will you talk to the red
cross people, please?

They refuse to send any
more plasma for Glenn.

They say we've used
too much already.

Mark.

This is major baird.

My men and I will see
that you get back

all the blood we use
for this case.

Now, you send over
what we need immediately.

Thank you.
Good-bye.

They'll have it here
in half an hour.

Oh, major. Wait.

I want to thank you.

Forget it.

I'm sorry for what
I said yesterday.

I know you've tried to save Glenn

as much as you could.

You look tired, Joyce.

Isn't it time you went home?

I suppose it is.

There's an army car
waiting outside,

if you'd like to go home tonight.

With a solider to see me
to the door?

This time I'll do it myself.

This is an electroencephalograph.

It records impulses
set off by different

parts of the brain.

It records them on this paper,

making these wavy lines.

Now, we're going to
try to stimulate

your brother's mind

with various ideas.

If one happens to
arouse a response,

it will cause a tiny
electric current

to occur in his brain.

And that, in turn, will
be greatly amplified

by this machine.

So that it will register
on this paper.

Well, what would that tell US?

If he responds to anything,
it means...

Curable amnesia.

If not...

I understand.

Will you get this now, please?

This is far enough.

Dr. Richardson?

How's the examination coming?

Coming along fine.

I'll be down in a minute.

I'll get the instrument ready.

Could you hook this up, please.

Bill, bring a projector.

Set it up over there.

Is the screen going to be
all right up there, doctor?

Yes, that's fine.

Any opinion yet, Dr. Richardson?

I've never seen such
dreadful facial injuries.

How were they sustained?

When he fell from Boulder dam,

he must have hit his
head on the rocks.

Of course, the wounds
went untended,

so scar tissue formed
as you see it.

The shock of such a fall
would indicate

the possibility of amnesia,
wouldn't you say?

Mm-hmm.

Well, that's standard.

I get a normal nervous reaction.

That's certainly not
typical of amnesia.

Looks like brain trauma,
I'm afraid.

Are you ready for
the association test?

You ready, Phil?

Let's have the first slide.

Uhh...

Glenn Manning!

Look at the picture
in front of you.

Does it mean anything to you?

You went to college there, Manning.

Better try another,

we're not getting any response.

Look again, Manning.

Look at this ship.

It brought you back to this country

after your service in Korea.

Try another.

Look at this, Manning.

Look at this face.

Do you recognize it?

Unh...

Does this man mean
anything to you?

Hmm...

Look at it, Manning!

Do you understand?

It's your face!

What do you think, doctor?

I don't see any use continuing.

He doesn't seem to respond.

Let me try, please.

You must remember,
Glenn. Try.

Your childhood.

Remember your bicycle, Glenn?

It was red, and it had
a light on it.

Oh, we had fun when we were kids,

didn't we, Glenn?

Your first high school date,

when Dad let you take the car,

you were so proud.

Oh, you must remember, Glenn.

Please, Glenn, please,
try to remember.

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Glenn!

Aah!

Glenn!

Aah!

Get your orders?

They're shipping him
out tomorrow morning.

The Navy has a ship
ready to take him

to the island.

It's a small one about
60 miles off the coast.

That doesn't leave US much time.

It'll take all night
to get him ready.

Told Joyce yet?

No.

You'd better.

She's at her hotel.

I'll see you back here
in about a half an hour.

He'll be well provided for.

An airlift is being set up,

and food will be
parachuted down to him.

He'll be supplied with
everything he needs.

Just the same, it's horrible.

There's no place in
the civilized world

for a creature that big.

You see what's happened to him.

He'll be happier by himself.

Oh, I suppose I should
agree with you, but...

I can't help feeling
terribly sorry for him.

Look at it this way,

Glenn has become a total
stranger to you.

He's not your brother anymore,

but a... Monster.

With the instincts of a wild beast.

And there's nothing you and I,
or anyone else

can ever do that will
change him back

to what he once was.

Will he be alone on this island?

The Navy will land an
inspection party every month.

I'd like to go with them,
if I can.

I thought you would.
So it's been arranged for.

Good night, Joyce.

Oh, wait.

I know you've done everything

you can for him, Mark.

And for me.

Thank you.

Hello?

Major Baird?
Just a moment,

he's right here.

Major baird here.

When?

Well, he was checked ok
just 10 minutes ago.

Glenn has escaped.

Let me speak to Dr. Carmichael.

I can't, sir, he's dead.

This is an all-points bulletin.

The colossal man is
loose in Los Angeles.

All units report immediately
upon contact.

I repeat. The colossal man
is loose in Los Angeles.

All units report immediately
upon contact.

Will they know where you are?

Yes, I told Harris we'd be here

in the office, waiting for news.

Let me have the police department.

I'm calling for Najor baird.

Yes, we know he's escaped.

Has he been sighted yet?

I see.
Thank you.

No police reports.

He hasn't been seen.

Where could he be?

Baird here.

He's been spotted in Griffith park.

Do you have a map?

Yes, I've got the map of
Griffith park right here.

Order up the armored artillery.

We'll surround the area

and move the infantry in on him

until we make contact.

Don't open fire until he's

isolated from all civilians.

And then, only if
absolutely necessary.

Have the police block
off all access roads.

Move up our communications.

We'll set up field headquarters
in the hills.

I'll take command.

Right.

All right, men, here it is.

Attention all units.
Attention all units.

The colossal man is in
the Griffith park area.

Car 42, 52, and 61

proceed to the riverside
drive entrance.

Cars 40, 41, and 46 proceed
to the ferndale entrance.

Roadblocks will be set up at once.

We interrupt our regular program

to bring you a special
police bulletin.

The colossal man has broken loose.

And is now known to be in
the vicinity of Griffith park.

Steps are being taken
to recapture him.

Do not go near the area.

I repeat.
Do not go near the area.

You may endanger your life
by doing so.

And you are certain to impede
emergency services

which need all the space
they can get.

This station is dispatching
a mobile unit

for on the spot coverage
at the scene in Griffith park.

Hey, bud!

Pull out!

I'm waiting for a load of kids.

Where are they?

In the Griffith Observatory.

Looking for Sputnik or something.

Well, hurry them up

and get out of the park
as quick as you can!

What's going to happen?

There's trouble.

The giant man's on the loose
around here.

Let's go!
Hurry it up!

All aboard!

We'll set up a roadblock here.

He's somewhere between
US and the observatory.

This is major baird at the
Griffith park roadblock.

All light units,
turn your lights on!

Ladies and gentlemen,
you're witnessing a manhunt

for the biggest man in existence.

We're in Griffith park.

It's been surrounded by troops.

They're moving out to
try to make contact.

That building you see up there
is the Griffith observatory.

Now the searchlights are
swinging over to our left.

I want artillery to cover
the mountain on all sides.

Particularly,
here and here.

Arthur, Laurie, hurry,
we're leaving now.

Sure, I'd go up in a rocket ship.

What's to stop me?

They got all the problems solved.

You wouldn't have
anybody to talk to.

Cold up here.

I wish Mom would have
made me bring my coat.

I'd talk to all the people
back on earth by radio.

Maybe I'd even call you, Laurie.

Woman: Laurie!

Then when your father's
objecting to you

talking on the phone too long,

you just tell him it was
someone on the moon.

That wouldn't make any difference

to my father.

Woman: Arthur!

I wonder what's going on
down there.

Maybe the Martians have landed.

The teacher's been calling US.

Let her call.

Boy, look at all
those searchlights.

I'd like you to meet
some of the officers

working here with the army

to restore order.

Any trouble with the,
uh, public causing

congestion of the disaster area?

Not this time.

They seem to be keeping the roads

pretty well open for US.

I understand you were able

to get everyone out of the park

before anything could
happen to them.

That's right.

Well, we really appreciate you men

at a time like this.

Oh, officer.

There was a school bus

from Westmont Junior High

up at the planetarium tonight.

Did you see it come down?

All cars were checked out
of the park some time ago.

Are you sure?

My daughter Laurie was on it.

I've been waiting for her

down at the corner.

You see, we live in Glendale.

And I thought if
I picked her up here

and drove her home,

she could get her sleep.

She has to get up

so early in the morning
on school days.

Well, I brought her coat
in case she's cold.

Wait a minute, and I'll check.

Thank you.

Woman: Arthur!
Laurie!

We better go now.

There's nothing for you
to worry about.

The bus is still up there,

but it seems to be safe.

Can't I go through?

Let me go to Laurie, please.

She ought to have her coat.

I wanted her to take it

when she left the house
this morning.

Only I forgot to remind her.

She'll be all right without it.

Just you take it easy
and wait right here.

Laurie Edwards and Arthur lange,

where have you been?

Over there.
Watching the lights.

There are a lot of
people down there.

Something's the matter.

Well, get in the bus.

Quickly. We have to go.

Look! Look at the giant!

Glenn: Uhh.

There he is!

He's tremendous!

Glenn Manning...

You're surrounded.

It's impossible for you to escape.

My men have orders to fire
on you if you try.

Aah!

Give yourself up!

You will not be harmed.

Aah!

I repeat.
Escape is impossible.

Ahh!

You won't be harmed

if you'll give yourself up at once.

Give yourself up, Glenn.

Give yourself up!

Surrender yourself or
you will be destroyed,

Ahh!

Ahh!

That's Laurie's bus!

Please, let me go!
That's Laurie.

Don't you see somebody's
got to do something?

Joyce, come back!

Laurie!

Oh, Laurie... Laurie.

Ahh!

Glenn!

Ahh!

Glenn!

Glenn, listen to me!

Listen to me, Glenn, please!

Glenn!

Put them down!

Put them down, Glenn!

Glenn!

Put them down.

Put them down,
Glenn, please!

Please, Glenn, listen.

Try to think.
Oh, you must, Glenn.

Please, try to think.

Wait here with me, Glenn.

They're coming for US.

Joyce.

No, don't go!

Wait, Glenn, wait!

No, Glenn, no!

Aah!