Zombies of Mora Tau (1957) - full transcript

Sorry, Miss Jan.

Sam, l'd think by now,
you'd know every hole in this road.

I know all the holes, Miss Jan, but on this
road there's no place to go but in them.

Well, it's a good thing
Africa hasn't completely changed.

I was afraid after 10 years

you'd be driving me home on a
super-highway with drive-ins on both sides.

Nothing much has changed in this part
of Africa, Miss Jan, not in 10 years,

not in 50 years.

Sam!

Sam! Stop, you hit a man!

It wasn't a man. It was one of them.



l'm truly sorry, Miss Jan, but l couldn't stop.

There's your grandma, now.
She'll tell you l was right.

She's waiting for you.

You're trembling.

We hit a man.
Ran over him not a mile down the road.

Sam wouldn't stop.

l saw him, ma'am, with the seaweed on him.

He stood in the middle of the road
and tried to stop the car.

Get Miss Jan's things up to her room.

But that man. He's badly hurt, or dead.

There's no one on the road.

Remember that!

l saw him! Sam saw him! He admits it.

Go inside now, and freshen up, Jan.



So you still believe in this voodoo?

l thought it was a nightmare
from my childhood.

l thought everything would be different now.

Later on, Jan, you'll decide for yourself.

l'm sorry it had to start like this
on your first night back.

Here's to a calm crossing,
which we already had!

The hook dragged anchor at 18 fathoms.

Okay. Okay. Lower the launch.

Okay, sir.

No, l don't want any more, thanks.

And here's to a million bucks in diamonds,
which we're soon going to have.

You're getting drunk.

Why not? ln a few days,

l'm going to deck that lovely beautiful body
of yours with diamonds from head to toe.

Now what would l do with
diamonds on my toes?

Never mind.

lt was a sweet thought.

And what are you going to do
with your diamonds, Jeff?

Me?

l'm going to stuff mine in a nice little box
l rent at the First National Bank in New York.

Oh, now that's real romantic.

You're listing to port, Mona.

Your husband's the man over there.

Can't you take a friendly little kiss
without trying to make something out of it?

How about me, Mona?
Don't l get a kiss, too?

You don't get a cut of the diamonds, Doctor.

Well, if l had known what went with them
l would have insisted on a share.

Well, listen to the old boy! A regular Romeo.

The launch is ready, sir.

Who's that?

Help!

-l hit it. Both shots.
-Fool!

l tell you, l hit him, whoever it was.

-Both times.
-More likely you hit Johnson.

What?

He's dead.

l couldn't have hit him. l'm not that drunk.

l don't think you did. His neck's broken.

Well, who did it? Who was that?

Get the others. Let's get him to shore.

Who was it?

You wouldn't believe me, Jan.

You didn't learn such things at school.

l thought it was a man.
l saw him walk right into the water.

l came down to watch the ship arrive.

l didn't expect them so soon.

But after what happened to you on the road
l knew they'd be here tonight.

Mrs. Peters? l'm Doctor Eggert.

l've been expecting you.

This is my great-granddaughter, Jan Peters.

How do you do, Miss Peters?

This is George Harrison. Mrs. Harrison.

And this is our diver, Jeff Clark.

-One of my men has just been murdered.
-l know.

l heard the voices and the shots.

What's going on?

l wrote. l warned you of the danger.

You mean that voodoo stuff?
lt was a man. l fired at him.

And you hit him. But it didn't help, did it?

l want the police.

The police will do you no good,
Mr. Harrison. They're far away.

We'll have to bury the poor man.

-Tonight?
-Well, he's dead.

We may as well bury him.

lf the police want to dig him up later
that's their business.

There's no casket but l'll get someone
to sew him up in sailcloth.

These are the graves of the first group
that came after the diamonds.

That was in 1906.

They were British.

This was a German expedition in 191 4

just before the outbreak of war.

What l want to know is,
how did they all die, Mrs. Peters?

Another British group
tried their luck in 1923.

Portuguese in 1928.

The first Americans showed up
10 years later, 1938.

Yours is the sixth attempt
to recover the diamonds.

Whose graves are these?

The first one is for your dead sailor.

The others for the rest of us.

She's trying to scare us.
She wants the jewels for herself.

l've learned that no one who comes
for the diamonds can be frightened away.

Give me a hand.

That grave,

it's for me! l know it. Get me away! Please.

-l'll get her to bed.
-Let them have the large guest room.

According to Eggert, the Susan B is lying
in about 100 feet of water on a sandbar.

-Say, where is Eggert?
-He's having a pow-wow with the old lady.

Maybe he can find out

why the old lady was so anxious
to have those graves dug in advance.

Now, if the sandbar hasn't moved,
it should be about here.

Well, this one baffles me.

lt's pre-Christian, of course,

but it doesn't seem to be truly African.

You know, it's closer to those figures
on Easter lsland than anything l've seen.

You've picked the prize of the collection
quick enough.

l guess you do know
something about Africa.

Just who are those people you're with?

Well, as l wrote you, l've spent 20 years
researching the legends of the Susan B.

Mr. Harrison owns the salvage ship.

He came for the diamonds.
l came for the story.

l think l'd die happy if l could
complete the research on my book.

Not that l'm eager to occupy
one of those graves.

Only fools are afraid of the grave.
There are worse things.

Bodies around here must be
buried quickly, Dr. Eggert.

-You mean, the climate?
-No!

l don't like to explain to idiots
who think l'm in my dotage.

But, you should understand.

The walking dead?

You believe in them?

And so will you, before the week is out.

My husband,

Captain Jeremy Peters of the Susan B.

He was one of them.

That picture was made over 60 years ago.

He looks almost the same today,
except for the eyes.

l've seen him.

You know the story.

The Susan B put in here for trade in 1894.

The sailors discovered a temple with
a golden casque full of uncut diamonds.

They stole the casque. There was a fight.

And 10 of the sailors were presumed dead,
the Captain among them.

The others returned
to the ship with the casque.

Then, surprisingly,

the 10 missing men appeared.

Something happened.

The rest of the crew were slaughtered
and the ship scuttled in the bay.

You think that these 10 men
that had been killed

returned to their ship?

They were dead then and they're dead now.

But, they're still guarding
those cursed diamonds.

One of them killed your sailor tonight.

They've killed everyone
who's come for the diamonds.

But they're murderers! Your own husband...

They're dead, l tell you!

They have no morality, no free will.

They'll kill anyone
who tries to steal the diamonds.

But what about you?

They don't bother me. They seem to know
l don't want their precious treasure.

lt was more than 50 years ago

that l heard rumors
that my husband was seen around here.

And l came back to find out.

Slowly, l pieced the story together.

l built this house.

You want to be with your husband,

this dead man?

l came to help him return to dust,

to find his eternal rest.

But how? How can you do that?

Oh, that fool woman, again!

Jan!

Fire!

That's the only way to fight them.

lf you'll listen to me
l'll help you get the diamonds.

Where'd he go?

You'll never find him.

Well, l'm clearing out.

Diamonds or no diamonds,
l'm getting out of here.

-You're staying.
-George, you saw that thing!

l came here for the diamonds.
l'm staying and so are the rest of you.

But if you knew there'd be all this trouble,
people killed, why did you let them come?

l didn't let them do anything.
Eggert wrote and told me they were coming.

-l don't own the diamonds or the bay.
-But you wanted them to come.

Yes! l want them to find the diamonds

and then destroy them!

Only when the diamonds are destroyed
will your grandfather be able to rest.

Destroy them?

Do you think Harrison is the kind of man
who would destroy the diamonds

after going to
all the trouble of finding them?

Throw them away
because of an old wives' tale

about men who died 60 years ago
but aren't dead?

lf they ever find the diamonds
they'll be glad to destroy them.

l know what l have to do!

And this time,

there'll be an end to the diamonds,
and an end to the walking dead.

Hello.

Weren't you afraid it was a zombie out here?

l understand they don't smoke.
They're afraid of fire.

-Then you know all about them, too?
-Only what my grandmother says.

-And you believe her?
-No.

Then who broke into the house tonight?
Who killed Johnson?

l wish l knew.

l wanted to ask you to leave,
with the others.

Give it up before any more are killed.

-Do l look like l'm afraid of zombies?
-But Johnson is dead,

and so are many others
buried behind the house.

lt's not worth the risk.

Oh, yes, it is.

lf those diamonds
are half of what they're cracked up to be,

my share may come to a million dollars.

-That's a lot of loot.
-What is it worth if you're dead?

Oh, look, Miss Peters,

l may be a dumb diver,
but l got A in Arithmetic at P.S. 81 .

That's in New York.

And this is the way it figures.

Usually, as a diver, l make 100 bucks a day.

And if l'm lucky
l work three days out of every week.

That's 15 grand a year.

Now, do you know how many years
l'd have to work to make a million?

Sixty-seven years.

You'd better go back to school

and learn how much 60 years of life
is worth, or 50, or 20, or even 10.

All right, l'll make you a promise.

lf l get that million, or even half,
l'll give up my dangerous occupation.

l'll never dive into anything
deeper than a swimming pool.

Or, if that makes you nervous,

l'll stick to very dry martinis.

Not funny?

l didn't think you'd listen.

There's something else.

Tonight, when Sam was driving me home

we hit one of those men,
not a mile down the road.

We hit him hard, ran over him.
We must have killed him.

l'd like to find out.

So would l.

Can we get the car?

They're supposed to be afraid of flares.

Even if l agree with you
and wanted to quit, it's not my show.

lt's Harrison's equipment
and Harrison's money.

That's why he waltzes off
with three-quarters of whatever we find.

Right there, just ahead.
l think l see something.

-lt was right over there.
-Be careful.

Looks like water.

lt sure isn't blood.

-This where it happened?
-Just about here.

-Maybe a bit down the road.
-Let's look.

The remains of your headlamp.
You must have hit something right here.

-What is it?
-Seaweed.

Water and seaweed?

Do you suppose he could
have come from the bay?

He just suddenly appeared on the road.

Footprints!

Facing toward the road.

So, he did come from
the direction of the bay.

He must have been hit back there
where we found the glass and the button.

He was thrown a few yards
and run over down there.

Let's go back and see
what we can pick up back there.

Jan, you take one side of the road,
and l'll take the other.

See if you can find some more footprints.

Jeff!

He just picked himself up and walked away.

l'd like to follow these.

-Tonight?
-No.

l'll get something to mark the place.

We'll come back
with the others in the morning.

Jan, can you hear me?

Try to get away
while l back them down with these flares.

Jan, come on, we've got to move!

That should hold them.

Lucky you brought that Very gun along.
What made you think of it?

l remembered how that old lady
drove off that joker last night with the torch.

l didn't know where the girl was taking me.

l figured she was leading me in for a setup.
So, l grabbed the Very gun from the locker.

You say this mausoleum in the middle
of the jungle is about 40 by 20 feet.

And no running water or central heating.

lf you like, we'll pack a picnic lunch
and walk over there.

Do you think you could find it again?

Well, l should.
You kept me up all night making notes.

You know, doc, you're going to have to
cut me in on the royalties from your book.

l think you're right the first time.

l'll give you odds, Little Miss Sweetness
and Light was leading you into a trap.

You can bet that she and that old witch
are at the bottom of what's going on.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

Warm milk, Margaret.

l want to thank you
for saving Jan's life, Mr. Clark.

She's very precious to me
and l'll be always grateful.

Now, you've got a friend for life, Jeff.

We all die in good time, Mrs. Harrison.
There's a grave waiting for all of us.

You old hag! You're dead already. You just
don't have sense enough to lie down.

-Shut up!
-Well, it's true.

She's at the bottom of what's going on
around here, and you all know it.

l'm sorry, Mrs. Peters,

but, you see, she learned her manners
as a hostess in Eddy's Front Street Saloon.

-She...
-As l was saying,

l'm grateful, and l'll do whatever l can
to help you recover the diamonds.

Thanks, but it won't make
any difference now.

-You see, l've decided to give it up.
-What? You can't quit like this.

l practically taught you the business.

You should have taught me
the business end of the business.

Then, l'd be up on deck taking a sun bath
and getting 75 percent,

while you went below
and played footsies with the fishes.

We made a deal.

l've sunk $30,000 into this,
practically everything l've got.

Get yourself another boy.

Do the diving yourself.

Nobody told me there'd be
a crew of cut-throats pushing up the odds.

And l don't care who's behind them.

Okay.

l'll give you another five percent.

Maybe he's right, George.

We ought to quit.
This place gives me the creeps.

-One more word out of you, and l'll...
-What'll you do? Put me in irons?

What do you want?

l did some arithmetic last night, Harrison.

You know, 50 percent isn't hard to resist.

-l hope you live to collect it.
-Oh, but l intend to.

You see, l'm counting on you
to keep me alive,

at least, until after we get the diamonds.

We're losing the whole morning.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

Good morning, Miss Peters.

-You all right?
-So, you're going ahead?

Yeah. Harrison talked me into it.
Ask Mrs. Peters.

But l tell you,
l buried that knife in his throat.

-So, you missed a vital spot.
-Okay.

But l should have got a little blood
out of that eight-inch blade.

Do you believe in
the walking dead, Doctor Eggert?

All l know is what l've read.

What does it say in the books, Doc?
Are they supposed to be good swimmers?

Well, they wouldn't have to breathe.

Well, that's my weakness. l have to breathe.

Try to remember that, Harrison.

-Any last words?
-Just find the diamonds.

l'm only going to try and locate the cabin.
Fifteen minutes.

Don't get yourself killed, Jeff.

lt would be such a waste.

Can you hear me?

Telephone okay?

Air pressure okay?

All right, let's go.

...twenty-four, twenty-five.

Twenty-five feet. How is it?

Water's clear.

But I don't see anything yet.

This ''A-number one'' helmet
of yours is leaking, front port gasket.

Where'd you get it? In the surplus store?

-Is it bad?
-Not yet. Keep it coming.

Fifty feet.

Get the other suit ready.

Seventy-five feet. How's the leak?

No worse.

-Do you want to come up?
-No. Not yet.

Lower away.

I see something! Right under me.

Easy.

I'm looking right into the hold.

We're in luck.
I think I can walk right into the hold.

Maybe I can get in right now.

You want to try?

Yes.

lt's no dive at all. lt's less than 100 feet.

But why go down? You're not in condition.

l'm not going to let him get his hands
on those diamonds without me being there.

I see it! I see the safe!

Start hoisting.

Jeff, can you hear me?

Are you inside?

-Jeff!
-What's happened?

Air pressure reads zero.

ls he free? Can you haul him in?

-He seems to be coming up, unless...
-Unless what?

Unless the cable snapped.

Well, why don't you go down and see?

Well, this is the quickest way.
Keep them rolling.

He's alive.
We'd better try to get him to a doctor.

The nearest doctor is at the Angel Mission.
That's five hours driving each way.

l do the doctoring around here.

Over my dead body.

Well, it's his breathing.

lf we don't do something to help that quick,
he may not come out of it.

l'll fix something for him.

You're not gonna let her
feed him anything, are you?

Well, what do you think?

-Well, l don't think she's a murderess, but...
-She's out of her head!

l don't know if he's breathing at all now.

This will stimulate his breathing.

Give him about an ounce every hour.

Well, it's not that we distrust you,
Mrs. Peters, but...

Put it down.

Give it to him or not, as you please.

Wait!

lt's potent,

but it won't hurt you.

l'll let you know if there's any change.

Okay, Florence Nightingale.

Call me when you're ready to go off shift.

Hit me.

l just can't stand the excitement.

Exotic Africa.
Wild animals and tropical nights.

Here l am teaching
a professor how to play blackjack.

l have 21 .

Well, okay. So he owes you
another thousand matchsticks.

Relax.

Well, why doesn't she tell us
what's going on?

She just told you a half an hour ago.

He's sleeping peacefully
and breathing normally.

What do you want,
a bulletin every 10 minutes?

-Well, l'm going to see for myself.
-Don't start any trouble.

-How do you feel?
-No. No, don't stop.

l guess l finally made it.

Soft clouds, golden stairways, trumpets,

and angels.

Not a chance, Jeff.

You're in Africa!

And from where l sit
it looks a lot more like the other place.

Why didn't you call us when he wakened?

-He just did.
-Oh, sure!

What goes on here?
You getting time and a half on this job?

Why didn't you call us?

l told you, l didn't want any trouble!

What do you expect
the phony caveman act to get you?

l told you to stay away from him.

Now, l'm going to give you the only
kind of lesson you seem to understand!

You'll have to come back!

-How's Jeff?
-He's okay.

We'll talk to him after a while
about what happened at the wreck.

They say of the walking dead,
that their souls can find no eternal rest,

that they exist in torment.

lf only people could find
peace of soul and mind while they're alive.

We've had that fire going for two hours now.

lf Mona could see it,
she could have found her way back.

Once you're inside that tangle,
you can't see very far.

She wouldn't have ventured
into the jungle by herself.

They have her, l'm sure.

We'll have to go after her then.

-To the graveyard?
-l'll go too.

-Sure you want to go along?
-Well, l'd like to help.

This won't be any sightseeing expedition.

lf they've had her this long

it won't do any good.

They'll get you all.

lt should be right about here.

l clocked it on my way back last night.

You want to use the Very gun again?

You want a gun, Doc?

No, thanks. l'll take an extra flashlight.

All right, let's go.

Here's the path.
Art and Johnny, you two bring up the rear.

Keep a close watch out on both sides.
Doc, you stay in the middle.

You stay close behind me.
And don't fire unless you have to.

All right, let's go.

Hey, wait a minute.

lt's Mona's bracelet.

lt's on the other side of the boulder.

The old lady tells me
this was a European cemetery

for the people who dug
the diamonds 100 years ago.

Art, Johnny, you two stay here.

lf any of them show up try the flares.

-You want to come with us?
-l'll go.

Okay. You carry the gasoline.

-She's dead.
-Maybe not.

We'll get her,
but let's figure on getting out of here, too.

Doc, empty the gas
on both sides of the door.

All right.

Okay. Now, keep your eyes on them.

l'll be right behind you.
l'll try and hold them back with these flares.

She is dead.

Let's get out of here!

Mona! Look!

Mona! Are you all right?

Get her out of here! l'll cover you!

Okay. Come on!

They found you!
You're all right. l'm so glad...

She's as cold as...

She is all right, isn't she?

She hasn't said a word.

Maybe she's been drugged or in shock.

l think you'd better get her to bed.

She's dead.

Your wife is dead, Mr. Harrison.

You saw her walk in here.
You all saw her walk...

Look at her eyes. She's not breathing.

Cold as death.

l won't listen to that crazy talk.
You hear me? Now, no more of it.

-l'm going to put her to bed.
-Not in this house.

-Oh, please, Grandmother.
-We can take her out to the ship.

No.

l know this is your house,
but l'm not going to move her tonight.

Now, if you're afraid, you get out.

l'm not afraid for myself.
l'm afraid for you, for all of you.

Miss Peters, would you
help me put her to bed?

Of course.

What about us?

Let them stay, the first bedroom.
We may need them.

Mona, why don't you
close your eyes and get some sleep?

Jeff, you up?

-How's Mona?
-No change.

-You willing to go down tomorrow?
-Well, the safe's right there.

l figure one more dive
and we should be able to get to it.

Why?

You want to pull out?

l ought to think about Mona.
l ought to get her to a doctor.

Help! Help! Jeff! Harrison! She's crazy!

-Help! Help!
-Mona!

Jeff, help me! l can't stop her!

Light more candles. Lots of them.

He's dead. She knifed him.
Then she went for me.

Tell Sam to bring up
all the big candles he can find.

Now force her back to her room with these.

They're afraid of fire.

l guess it's the only thing
that can destroy them.

She's sick, Mrs. Peters.

She's out of her head, isn't she?

l'm sorry, Mr. Harrison.
l know exactly how you feel.

Put a couple more in the doorway.

lf fire'll work here, it'll work underwater, too.

Keep that blaze like that,
and they won't bother you.

-They'll stay inside.
-l understand.

-Unless they have another way out.
-lt's worth a try.

We might have them bottled up.

Anyway, you and your men will be all right
if you stay near the fire.

We'll be here.

Let's go.

The way l figure it,
it can't be much of a safe.

l should be able to cut it open
in five or ten minutes.

Now, while l'm burning off the hinges,
you stand by with another torch.

lf any of them do show up,
you hold them off with your torch.

Hope that fire keeps them out of circulation.

lt'll be dark before we're through.

About that damaged compressor,
l'm glad we found out before we dived.

We could wait till tomorrow.

l thought you wanted to pull out tomorrow
and get Mona to Dakar.

-Another day won't matter.
-Look, day or night, it's dark down there.

Besides, tomorrow l might have cold feet,
like you've got now.

Okay!

Doc, you take care of the intercom
so we can talk to each other, huh?

Sure thing, Jeff.

-Harrison, can you hear me?
-I hear you.

-Air pressure okay?
-Pressure's okay.

All right, I'll go ahead.

You follow at 10 feet. And watch my line!

Go ahead.

Good luck, Jeff.

You too, George.

I'm on the bottom.
Can you hear me, George?

I hear you, and I see you.

Feed me some more line.

All right, Jeff.

More line.

She's a real old clunker with outside hinges!

You know,
I think I can get into her with a scout knife.

Stuff is burning like firewood.

I'll have the first hinge off in a minute.

-Jeff! They're all around me.
-Can you hold them off?

I don't know.

I'm working on the second hinge.

-How much longer?
-Just one more minute.

I've got the hinges off.

I've got it.
I need 10 seconds to get out of here.

I can't hold them off! I'm going up!
Take me up! Take me up!

Send the diver stage down.

There are two of them waiting to jump me.
I want to make sure my lines are clear.

And when I give you the word,
start winding away like mad.

We understand, Jeff. Give us the word.

It worked! Where's Harrison?

He's just breaking surface now.

They're all over him! Four or five of them.

Use the flare.

Send down the diver's stage.

Wind me up clear of the deck.

What's with Harrison?

He's lost a lot of blood. He's in his cabin.

-We're running out of flares.
-Save them.

-Look! They're coming on board.
-Get the torches and the kerosene.

Yes, sir.

Let's see if we can keep it.
Take it to the cabin and lock yourself in.

Patrol the decks.

That torch can set us afire.

-How many flares left?
-Two, sir.

Keep that bunch covered. Come on.

Fire one into their laps.
l'm going to pick up that torch.

Johnny! Behind you!

Doc, open up! Let me in!

You got some lighter fluid? Cleaning fluid?
Anything that'll burn?

Yeah, in the desk drawer.

-Give them those lousy diamonds!
-Don't anybody try that.

-You got a better idea?
-Yeah, we'll fight our way out.

Who's going to carry you
while l do the fighting?

l'll manage.

-You're in great shape for running.
-l'll be all right in a minute.

l'll take this and make a break for it.

lf l get through,
l'll head for shore in the launch.

They'll follow me,
and that'll give you a chance to get away.

Don't try it, Jeff.

You want it so bad, take it!

-He won't get far with those diamonds.
-You are a fool, Harrison.

-He's not trying to steal the diamonds.
-Shut up.

Well, he saved your life and mine. That's
more than you could do on your bad leg.

l know him better than you.
Break out that dinghy.

-You're safe! l was so worried. l saw the...
-Later! We've got things to do. Come on.

Maybe she's coming out of it.

Mona!

They sure have her hypnotized.

Come on.

So, you succeeded
where all the others failed.

l thought you might.

Listen, there's a whole flock of them
after this. They'll be here in a few minutes,

and they're playing pretty rough. And l don't
want to be around here when they get here.

And l don't want Jan around,
or you, either, Mrs. Peters.

l figure we can get into the car,
take Mona, and clear out.

We can meet up with Harrison at Dakar.

Well, l'd split my end of the take with you.

l figure you've got something coming
after all these years.

That is, if there is a take.

l'm still not sure we found the diamonds.

-How do you get this open?
-lt's older than the Pyramids.

They didn't have
any springs or screws, of course.

But they did know
something about levers. Usually...

Give me your scarf quick.

Get the launch and start it up.

We'll be going back
to the boat in two minutes.

lf any of them show up,
hold them off with the torches.

lf they come near, l'm leaving.

Tell the girl to bring me that chest.
Tell her if there's any funny business,

l'll shoot you for trying
to steal the diamonds

and deserting us
while we were under attack.

Well, that's not true!
He took all the risk himself.

-Listen, Harrison...
-l haven't the time.

Peewee and Johnny are getting steam up.
Mike and Tony are waiting at the launch.

l'm taking Mona
and the diamonds out of here.

l just wrote a new deal.

Give it to him.

Maybe, you got it open.

How are you going to know?

-No, please, don't, you'll ruin it.
-l'll find a way.

You follow me, l'll kill you.

But the diamonds should really be yours.
You found them, you saved them.

Thanks, Doc. Come here.

We have to make a run for the launch.
You understand?

Come on!

Go on! Get in!

He's dead.

She did it.

-lt happened so fast.
-Let's get him inside.

But you don't even know for sure
if they want the diamonds.

Maybe they just wanted the chest.
We could have seen the end of them.

They want the diamonds.

They'll be back
when they find the chest is empty.

But how could l destroy them
even if l wanted to?

Cast them to the winds.

Scatter them over the sea
so that no man'll ever find them.

Come with me, Jan.

We can be on the ship in a few minutes
and out of the bay in 10 more.

Where will they catch us, in New York?

No matter where you go, they'll follow you.

Well, l'll get rid of the diamonds fast.
l'll turn them over for cash.

They'll be sold in every capital in the world.

What would they do? Picket all
the jewelry stores on Fifth Avenue?

Look, Jan, l want you with me.

l want you to enjoy the money, too.

l want you to marry me.

l think l'd like that, Jeff.

l can't go. l can't leave like this.

You mean, you believe all this, too?

That if l dump the diamonds
they'll disappear?

Yes, it's true.

They'll stop walking the Earth.

They'll find their eternal rest.
The diamonds must be destroyed.

You can't rob them of this.

Jan!

She believes.
She's spent a lifetime believing.

You can't rob her of this.

Well, l can't throw them away.

Maybe l wish l could.

But l'm gonna take them with me.

And you're coming with me, too.
Both of you.

l can't leave you behind,
not when they're still prowling around.

l'm staying right here.
But you can't stay here now.

lt's too dangerous.

-l'm sorry, but if l have to, l'll carry you.
-l believe you would.

We don't have any time, Mrs. Peters.

l'll put you off wherever you say.

lf you like,
l'll arrange to get you back here later.

Help her in.

Wait!

They've returned for the diamonds.

-What are we waiting for?
-Please, not yet.

We're safe enough now.

Captain Peters.

Must you go on?

All right.

Okay, take them.

The diamonds, Mrs. Peters.

They're yours. Do what you want with them.

Thank you.

Thank you.

At last, Jeremy Peters.

At long last.

l'll probably never be rich again.