"[Thunder]" "Booming male voice:" "And the lord said," ""behold now, the behemoth."" "Man:" "And afterwards, these mysterious figures..." "Faces masked with lead." "These are ourselves..." "Men, the kings of the earth, trying to measure the extent of the destruction they themselves have created." "Since the beginning of the atomic age, we have had 143 explosions, such as these you've just seen here on the screen." "Now, 1 millionth part of a gram of radium is the safety limit, the amount one human can tolerate." "And, yet, with each of these explosions, we are hurling into our atmosphere hundreds of tons of radioactive materials." "Who is it?" "But it isn't only with dramatic explosions such as these that we're poisoning this planet." "What about the dumping in our oceans of our atomic wastes?" "Granted, we are sealing them in lead containers, but lead disintegrates and corrodes at the bottom of the sea." "Gentlemen, I was attached to operation crossroads as a marine biologist." "As you all no doubt know, that was bikini, and if there's one thing we found out, it was that there's no such thing as an even statistical dispersion of radioactive materials." "Now, we checked samples of the sea water in this area, and the radiation was insignificant." "But in the tiny plankton living in this water, it was 2,000 times greater." "And in the fish that ate this plankton... 40,000 times greater." "And in the seabirds that fed upon these fish, the radioactivity was 500,000 times greater." "Gentlemen, we are witnessing a biological chain reaction, a geometrical progression of deadly menace." "[english accent] I am in no position to question your findings, Mr. karnes, but may I point out that these things occurred in the most desolate, uninhabited spot of the globe?" "But I refuse to be panicked." "[english accent] I do not believe that Mr. karnes wishes to panic us, as you put it, but if you remember, in Japan, boatloads of fish had to be destroyed many thousands of Miles away from the test area." "That's exactly what I mean." "We cannot fence off the ocean." "These radioactive particles are absorbed by the plankton, and then in a kind of biological progression from fish to bigger fish or by the strange attraction of protoplasmic masses, they form radioactive conglomerates unbelievably deadly." "The ocean is my province, gentlemen, but how little we know about it." "We only touch the surface with our lines and our dragnets, our diving suits and bathyscaphs." "For all we know, what we have started may have already matured, and who can tell when this..." "This... whatever it is..." "Will rise to the surface and strike back at us." "Move to the rock." "Now, my fine friends, out with you." "Now... oh, this little beauty's for us." "Run it up to the house and put it on the fire while I haul the rest up to the village." "And past the pub to brag to your cronies?" "I cannot imagine what you're referring to." "What's that for?" "For the best fisherman in all cornwall." "Oh, get away." "Dad, don't be late!" "Be off with you!" "[Shrill oscillating noise]" "Aah!" "[Wind blows]" "Father?" "Is that you, dad?" "He'll be as drunk as a lord." "That makes it your round then, Charlie." "Hello, John." "Hello, Jean." "Have you seen dad?" "Not since this morning." "He hasn't been by at all?" "No." "That's strange." "I thought he'd come by to show off his whitefish." "So the old devil did it again, did he?" "Well, you see, we beached in the cove, then I went on up to the house to start the dinner, and he was going to the village." "Well, he couldn't have come through town, not with a whitefish." "Otherwise the whole world would have known of it." "I'll tell you what." "Let's go and look for him, shall we?" "Dad!" "Dad?" "Tom!" "Dad!" "Tom!" "Tom!" "Dad!" "Dad!" "John." "Wait here." "I'll look around." "Get back, Jean!" "Don't look!" "Let me go!" "Ohh!" "Dad!" "What happened, man?" "Can... can you talk to us?" "Can you hear us, tom?" "Dad." "Dad." "From the sea, burning like fire..." "What was it?" "Behemoth." ""Man that is born of woman" ""is of few days and full of trouble." "He cometh forth like a flower and is cut down."" "Job, chapter 14, the first verse." "And if any man could know the sufferings of job, it was Thomas trebethan." "Job, in his suffering, turned to God for an answer." ""Then answered the lord unto job and said," ""behold now the behemoth which I made with thee." ""He moveth his tail like a cedar," ""out of his mouth go burning lamps." ""And sparks of fire leap out from the behemoth." ""He maketh the oceans to boil like a pot." ""His breath kindleth coals and a flame goeth out of his mouth."" "But in the words of the lord, there is comfort for those Thomas trebethan left behind." ""For the lord said to job," ""gird up thy loins like a man," ""cast abroad the rage of thy wrath," ""then I will confess to thee, thine own right hand can save thee."" "Shall we be going now?" "Not home." "I wouldn't want to go there yet." "Let's go for a walk, then." "Look!" "Thousands of them." "Thousands upon thousands." "Let's come away, John." "No." "Wait a minute." "What's this stuff?" "Aah!" "John!" "Your hand!" "[Honk]" "Any luck with my tickets?" "Well, I'm still working on your plane reservation, Mr. karnes." "Pretty crowded, are they?" "Jammed." "We'd hoped you'd be with us longer, sir." "I wish I could be." "Would you care to watch the television?" "I'll have you paged the moment I know anything." "All right." "Thank you." "Newscaster on television:" "And, therefore, all the news from the middle-east is, at the moment, most inconclusive, and now our closing piece for the afternoon is an item of news from cornwall." "It appears that the fishing industry there has come to a complete standstill." "All the beaches are clogged up with dead fish, and nobody can tell why these fish are dead." "However, it has its more amusing side to it, for from looe comes a report that a sea monster has been sighted." "No doubt one of the loch ness variety, with fire-breathing and all that, but it does prove one point, ladies and gentlemen." "It proves that all the scotch whiskey has not been exported to America." "Well, I'll say farewell now." "Oh, Mr. karnes, I think I have your reservation." "What?" "Oh, I'm sorry." "Cancel it." "Cancel it?" "I'm sorry." "The reservation has just been canceled." "Is Professor bickford still in the lab?" "Good." "May I speak to him, please?" "Yes, very urgent." "[Knock on door]" "Yes." "Come in." "Oh, Mr. karnes." "Sit down." "You were halfway across London a minute ago." "Subway." "Subway?" "Oh, I see." "The underground." "You've mastered the intricacies of that system, have you?" "Have a cup of tea?" "No, thanks." "I came to talk to you about that cornwall report." "Yes." "Yes." "There's rather more in it than the press reports." "A man is dead." "Dead?" "Yes." "A fisherman from looe, died of burns." "It's very peculiar." "The report's a little vague, unfortunately." "You know how these village doctors are." "But there were burns, spotting of the skin, and perforating ulcers." "Hmm." "Same symptoms as Hiroshima." "No, no, no, no." "Don't let's jump to conclusions." "Certain acids can cause similar reactions." "A passing ship could have dropped something." "That would account for the death of all those fish." "I'm going down there, Professor bickford." "Maybe you're right about this acid." "I only hope to God you are." "But supposing you aren't." "Now, how do you get there?" "Now, look here." "You're young, aggressive." "A chap can cause a great deal of trouble by charging into a situation like this." "Oh, we can't just sit here on our tails and do nothing." "In a thing like this, every hour counts." "Look here, Steve." "I'm chairman of a royal commission on this precise subject." "You don't really imagine that we sit around on our tails drinking tea, do you?" "No, sir." "I'm sorry." "I didn't mean it to sound as bad as it did." "Well, now." "To answer your question, looe is in cornwall." "You change trains at Plymouth and arrive at 11:00 tomorrow morning." "Would you care to come along?" "You chaps are great ones for shaking hands, aren't you?" "Good morning." "Can anyone tell me where I can find Dr. Morris, please?" "That's his house up there, but it's too early for him yet." "Why aren't the boats out?" "You from the newspapers?" "No." "We're from the atomic energy commission." "We've come here to do some tests." "It's time somebody did something." "Aye, and it better be something more than tests." "Bickford:" "Hmm." "Things bad about here?" "You should have seen the beach last week." "Aye, and outside, too." "Everywhere a man looked, fish floating belly up." "How are these men going to feed their families, will you answer me that?" "This is the season we make our living for the whole year, man." "How long's it been since they've been out?" "It's 5 days now." "Well, hasn't anybody even tried?" "After what happened to trebethan?" "Here, mister, you try." "Go on." "I'll loan you my boat." "Take her out." "Is there any way we can see any of these fish that were washed up?" "Most of them washed out yesterday on the tide." "The rest, we burned." "What did they look like?" "They looked like dead fish." "Hmm." "Anybody see anything that might have killed them?" "No one saw anything unusual at all?" "I saw lights." "Lights?" "What kind of lights?" "Oh, like a giant cloud, you might say, down there underneath the water." "A cloud, like, uh..." "Have you ever seen the city at night with a storm coming on?" "It was like that." "A great white cloud lighted from underneath." "Well, it could have been phosphorus." "Different." "Did it seem to move?" "I was moving too fast myself to notice." "[Men laugh]" "Well, perhaps we'd better try and find the doctor." "I'll take you up there if you like." "[Knock on door]" "Come in." "Ah, John, my lad, how's the flipper?" "Couple of gentlemen to see you, doctor, from the atomic..." "Something." "Ah, gentlemen, come in." "Good morning." "My name is bickford." "How do you do?" "This is Mr. karnes." "How do you do?" "Sit down, please." "We'd like to ask you a few questions about Mr. trebethan." "Oh, sad case." "Very sad, indeed." "What would you say was the cause of his death?" "Burns, first, second and third-degree, combined with shock, of course." "You didn't call in a consultant?" "The man was dying when I got there." "What was the good?" "Karnes:" "For a postmortem." "Why?" "To mortify the daughter more?" "Well, this is an unusual case." "What would you say was the cause of the burns?" "Some sort of poisoning, I would say." "Not an acid?" "It was like no acid I ever treated, but, from time to time, a jellyfish or kelp could cause that sort of thing, combined with perhaps a very strong allergic reaction." "Have you ever had a similar case?" "No." "Oh, just a minute." "John, do you mind?" "I'm afraid it isn't very pretty." "Does it remind you of something?" "Yes." "The tests in the pacific." "Doctor, I think perhaps you'd better send this man up to our clinic in London for a check-over." "How did this happen?" "I was on the beach." "I was walking, and I see this strange stuff." "It was like a piece of jellyfish, it was, only it had a kind of shine to it." "Shine?" "I bent down to touch it, and..." "Just where did it happen?" "In the cove." "I can show you, if you like." "It was the same cove where the old man died." "Gentlemen, you can change here if you want to." "Hmm." "Well?" "I checked the rocks and algae." "Nothing." "John?" "Can you show me the exact spot where you got your burn?" "Well, the tide was out, like it is now, and that rock there was on the left." "Ah..." "Yes." "It was by this rock." "It was like this stuff got caught behind it when the tide went out." "Nothing here at all." "Miss trebethan, was your father still alive when you reached him?" "He was." "Did he say anything?" "Could he speak?" "He said, "it came out of the sea,"" "and then he said, "behemoth."" "Behemoth?" "What do you think he meant by that?" "It's a prophecy from the Bible." "It means some sort of monstrous great beast." "Well, thank you very much." "I don't get it." ""Behemoth."" "Who knows what the man saw, if he saw anything." "Well, he must have seen something, a strange marine animal of some sort." "We know radioactivity can cause sudden unhealthy growth, mutations." "The man was dying in agony." "It's hardly the sort of report" "I'd like to base a theory on." "I'm not basing any theories." "I just don't want to overlook any possible evidence." "Now this stuff that John touched, whatever it was, he said it was shining." "Well, radiation doesn't shine." "Now, now, now, now, wait a minute." "Wait a minute." "We've no proof there was any radiation here." "If there had been, we'd have picked it up on our instrument." "Those are radiation burns on his hand." "I know that." "Oh, yes." "Well, I'll know it when I hear the report from the clinic in London." "Look, can you have your stations send in specimens from all up and down the coast:" "Sea water, algae, plankton, and especially fish?" "Could you do that?" "Yes, of course." "I'm never against checking." "Because one thing's for sure..." "Something has happened here that isn't in the book." "Something came out of the ocean, and now it's gone back into it." "We've received samples from 72 coastal stations." "Still missing those from hebrides." "Hello." "Oh, hello, Steve." "Steve karnes, ned Lee." "Hello." "How are you?" "I see your stations are working very fast." "Tell me." "What technique do you use for measuring radiations?" "Well, we evaporate the liquid and then examine the residue." "This new ionization chamber is very sensitive and shows the slightest deviation from normal radiation." "What are the results?" "So far, all normal." "Is everything ready for the radio autograph?" "Yes." "Everything's all prepared." "Well, I'll leave you to work with ned." "I'll see you later, Steve." "Fine." "If you'll follow me, Mr. karnes." "Yes, indeed." "I hope the instruments will be satisfactory, Mr. karnes." "Oh, these are very nice, Mr. Lee." "I'm not going to perform brain surgery." "I'm going to slice a fish." "Good old platichthys flesus." "I'm glad we've got this one." "If there's anything going on at the bottom of the sea, this is the old girl who can let us know about it." "Now, you see we cut longitudinally here..." "Being very careful to lay bare the internal organs without touching or injuring them, and now we have to dry out the extra moisture." "Are the dryers ready?" "Oh, yes, Mr. karnes." "Oh." "There you are." "Here we have another excellent specimen." "Well, that finishes the first batch." "Are we ready for photography?" "Yes." "I think so." "This way, Mr. karnes." "Oh, this is fine." "Perfect." "Could we have number one?" "Thoroughly dry?" "Perfectly." "Good." "Lights, please." "Now..." "Place the fish like this to get a contact impression." "Time clock: 20 seconds." "What light do you use?" "We don't use any." "Now, if the fish has absorbed any radioactive particles, they'll be concentrated in the bones and the internal organs." "So, actually, the fish exposes itself with a kind of built-in X-ray, and we call it radio autograph." "[Ring]" "Now, put it in development." "Next." "[Ring]" "[Knocking]" "Karnes:" "Come in." "Well?" "They're developing." "How soon will the plates be ready?" "Lab assistant:" "We have the first few now." "May we see them?" "Thank you." "Nothing wrong with that one." "That one seems to be all right." "Hmm." "Wonder what that is." "Could be a flaw in the film." "Now, this is important." "Is there any way light could have leaked into this room?" "Well, let's see." "Turn off all the lights." "What's that?" "Karnes:" "No, no, don't touch it." "My gloves and pincers." "Bickford:" "Let's have some light now." "Karnes:" "Where's the microscope?" "Bickford:" "Over here." "What could it be?" "I don't know." "Phosphorus combined with radium will glow." "I've never seen anything like that before." "Here." "Take a look." "What's the tag on that specimen, Mr. Lee?" "Number 14." "That's..." "Plymouth." "Will you bring in plate 14, please?" "Have this tested for radioactivity and get me the department of fisheries on the telephone right away." "Yes, sir." "Look at that." "You see how each bone stands out?" "Now, there's an enormous concentration of radioactive particles." "Now, this is the spot where we removed that glowing matter." "[Telephone rings]" "Hello?" "This is Professor bickford of atomic research." "I want to speak to Mr. lapham." "I don't care what conference he's in." "This is a matter of extreme urgency." "Oh, very well." "Well, will you ask him to ring me within 5 minutes?" "If stuff like that got on the market, the result would be disastrous." "We must block it off at the port." "Well, it isn't enough to block off the results." "We've got to find the cause of this." "Now, I want to go to Plymouth." "I want to scout out the exact area where that fish was found." "Can you get me a boat?" "Are you still holding to the monster theory?" "It's something that moves under it's own power and moves fast." "Currents couldn't have carried it." "It could be a separate incident." "Well, either way, there's only one thing to do:" "Track down this thing, find out what it is, and then destroy it." "I'll get you a boat." "What's our position?" "We've passed the banks, Mr. karnes." "Is that the place the condemned fish came from?" "It came from half a mile back, passed square over the spot." "Did your machine tell you anything?" "No." "Should we give it another run?" "No." "No, let's lay to for a while." "Right." "[Ringing]" "You sure we couldn't have missed the spot in the fog?" "Look, mister, I've been fishing this bank since I was 12 years old." "You tell me exactly what it is you're looking for." "Skipper, did you ever spend a night in the jungle?" "Me?" "And you feel something out there beyond the light of your fire, prowling around?" "A tiger?" "I don't know, any more than I know what we're looking for right now." "Man on radio:" "Attention, attention." "The steamship valkyrie abound for hull is now more than 12 hours overdue." "If you have sighted this vessel, please call the coast guard at once." "I know the valkyrie." "She's a beauty." "[Clicking]" "Look there." "2 points off the port bow." "[Clicking]" "That's it." "Your tiger?" "Let's have a look." "Skipper, I have to warn you." "Whatever this thing is, it can be very dangerous." "I'll risk it." "All right." "Let's go." "[Clicking slows]" "Can't we get any more speed?" "It's pulling away." "Engine room, more speed." "[Clicking stops]" "Well, it's gone." "What do we do now?" "Let's circle around a while." "Man on radio:" "Coast guard calling the trawler Molly t." "Over." "Molly t." "Calling coast guard." "Standing by." "Over." "Do you have Mr. Steven karnes aboard?" "Over." "Mr. karnes is aboard." "Do you want to speak to him?" "Over." "Molly t., you will return to port at once." "That is all." "Now what?" "They sound as if they mean it." "Are you Mr. karnes?" "Yes." "What is it?" "The steamship valkyrie was found beached last night." "No reasonable explanation." "Professor bickford called us to take you there at once." "Hello, Mr. karnes." "Well, this is as far down as we can get." "How many survivors?" "There aren't any." "I've never seen such terrible injuries." "What is it?" "Radiation." "What do you make of all this?" "I don't know." "But this damage," "I mean, it must have been some gigantic impact." "This is quarter-inch steel plate, reinforced." "It's incredible." "Well, I've got to get back to London." "Can you fix it up?" "Certainly." "Hellis." "Yes?" "Will you arrange for Mr. karnes to get back to London?" "Aye." "Thank you, sir." "Go right in, sir." "Professor bickford is already here." "Thank you." "Oh, hello, Steve." "You all right?" "Yes, sir." "Mr. karnes." "Sir." "I've just been showing Professor bickford our report on the valkyrie disaster." "You visited the vessel, too, I believe." "Yes, sir." "What did the commander give as a cause?" "Didn't state." "Merely said what it wasn't." "What's your idea, Steve?" "I'm afraid it's going to sound unbelievable." "Everything about this affair is unbelievable, but it happened." "I feel, admiral, what we're facing is a marine animal of tremendous size and strength." "Do you really believe that a whale could have smashed through steel plates so high above the water line?" "I didn't say a whale." "Behemoth?" "That's as good a name as any for now." "Did you get my message from the trawler?" "Yes." "I've just read it." "Well, we saw it, from a distance." "Too far to tell just what it was, but it was gigantic and moving very fast, and then we lost it." "And as to its unbelievable strength, well, the valkyrie is proof of that." "Karnes has been developing this..." "What shall I call it?" "Behemoth theory for some time, admiral." "As to the radioactivity of the thing, there can be now doubt." "But as to its size and shape, well, I was very unwilling to go along with him." "However, even before receiving this valkyrie report," "I had independent confirmation from my own laboratory." "That glowing substance, which we sent for chemical analysis, it has been found to contain cells from the stomach wall of some unidentified species." "So now you agree with Mr. karnes?" "Yes, sir." "Very well." "We shall organize a pattern of search." "Thank you, gentlemen, for alerting us to this danger." "We shall shortly find this creature, whatever it is, and dispose of it." "Is there any way of knowing which way the beast is headed?" "No, sir." "Up until now, it's been moving north." "I see." "Well, in that case, we'd better alert the coastal nations through NATO." "Yes." "Highly radioactive." "Of course we're informing all other European neighbors." "I repeat..." "Highly radioactive." "[Speaking french]" "[Speaking german]" "[Barking]" "What's wrong with Toby?" "[Dog yelps]" "[Fires shotgun]" "[Behemoth screeching]" "Ah." "Have you got the photographs?" "Right here, sir." "Those are footprints." "Imagine the size of the thing." "That's the dead man, sir, the farmer." "And that's the farm, what's left of it." "Looks like a tornado." "Did anyone actually see the thing?" "Nobody that lived." "A neighbor called the constable later." "Is there anything more we can do for you, Professor?" "No." "No, thank you." "Good night, sir." "Night." "Steve, have you ever seen footprints like these?" "Well, I've seen fossils, but that's..." "That's crazy." "They belong to a different age." "Well..." "Who's your best man in paleontology?" "Samson." "He is the curator of the natural history museum." "Let's talk to him." "Professor bickford." "Oh, it's an honor, even at this hour." "Dr. samson, this is Mr. karnes." "How do you do, sir?" "I'm sorry to have disturbed you so early." "Oh, no." "Don't mention it." "I live just across the street." "We wanted to get your opinion on this..." "Photograph." "It's quite blurred, gentlemen." "Quite." "I can see the footprint, of course." "Made by..." "Some lizard, yes?" "But the size, Dr. samson." "This is a police car here." "Oh, I see." "Oh." "Well, this is interesting." "It's the... the old paleosaurus family, like this specimen we've got here, only..." "Much larger." "Much larger." "I should say this beast must've been about 150-200 feet long." "Now, wait." "I'll show you." "Oh, yes, we had some here." "Mmm." "Yeah." "You see?" "Now, that's the largest footprint known..." "Only 7 feet long." "Dr. samson, do you have an illustration of the whole creature?" "Oh, certainly, indeed." "Oh, what a splendid fossil you've found." "I'll get my assistant to take a cast this morning." "Dr. samson, this creature is not dead." "Y-you're joking." "No." "It's alive, very much alive." "Where is it?" "We must organize an expedition straight away." "I'll get all my staff." "Uh, in the pacific, I presume." "No." "In england." "It was last seen off the essex coast." "Oh, it's heading for the thames." "They always make for the freshwater rivers to die." "That's where the skeletons have been found." "Some irresistible instinct to die in the shallows that gave them birth." "You know, all my life, I hoped this would happen." "Ever since childhood, I've expected it." "I knew these creatures were alive somewhere, but I had no proof, no scientific proof." "And I..." "I had to keep it to myself, or my colleagues would have all laughed at me." "See, no form of life ceases abruptly." "And all these reports of sea serpents..." "Well, what can they be?" "The tall, graceful neck of paleosaurus." "He can stay underneath the surface for an age." "And now..." "Now he comes to the top." "But, Dr. samson..." "Yes, we must organize an expedition straight away." "Oh, think of it." "What a wonderful specimen to have in the museum." "Oh, but it's..." "It's dreadfully dangerous, and I suppose you know it's also electric." "Electric?" "That would account for the glowing." "Electric, like an eel." "But this beast isn't only electric." "It's intensely radioactive." "Radioactive?" "Then I..." "I suppose the creature will have to be..." "Killed." "Dr. samson, I must get to the admiralty now." "May I take this with me?" "Yes." "Thank you very much, and thank you for all your help." "Good-bye." "Oh, but first, gentlemen, uh... uh, first study the photographs." "Bickford:" "Well, at least now we know what our adversary looks like." "This sketch is the paleontology people's best guess." "Pleasant-looking chap, isn't he?" "We're told that he carries a strong electric charge..." "Judging by the beast's size," "I would say that it was powerful enough to drive a battleship." "Of course, its tremendous electric charge is what projects the radiation." "That's what makes the creature so deadly." "Well, do you have any concrete suggestions?" "Yes." "First, block off the thames." "But London is fed by ships." "You're asking us to evacuate the city?" "Why, we didn't do that even at the height of the blitz." "But, admiral..." "Now for a single overgrown crocodile, which we don't even know is heading this way..." "Oh, no." "The thames estuary is already blocked off..." "By radar." "But why don't you see for yourselves?" "I can have you there within the hour." "[Sonar pings]" "These screens, sir, show us everything that's going on in the estuary." "We're maintaining radio contact with all ships as well as with the helicopter patrol." "This screen corresponds to the area marked "h"" "on our maps." "Well, there's a destroyer, as you see." "It's proceeding into the adjoining area." "And up there in the right-hand corner, you see a helicopter entering the area." "That would be our friend Dr. samson with his cameras." "I wonder if he'll get his pictures." "In this fog," "I imagine we get a better picture on here than he will in his helicopter." "I'm dropping down." "Have you got your camera ready, Peters?" "Plenty of film?" "Yes, Dr. samson." "But you must realize with visibility as it is, it's..." "Oh, we'll sight it, Peters." "After all these years, we must." "Look." "Down over to the left." "Can't see anything." "There is something there." "A white patch, beneath the surface." "I think it's moving." "That's it." "I know it." "We have sighted a moving object underneath the water." "Our position is at..." "H-3-2." "Where's h-3-2?" "There, sir." "The helicopter." "I'm going down to investigate." "Over." "Can you make out anything below them?" "No, sir." "There's nothing showing on the screen." "Must be a false alarm." "Pilot:" "It's definite." "I can see it very plainly." "We're just above it, moving at the same speed." "There's nothing on the screen but the helicopter." "Aren't there some things that radar can't pick up?" "No, sir." "We can even see the fish, when they're running." "Nothing can get by us." "Well, I'm afraid there's something that can now." "Can't pick up the helicopter." "Radio:" "Control tower calling x-134." "Will you resume contact?" "Will you come in?" "Over." "Nothing shows." "Nothing." "We'd better get back to the admiralty at once." "Radio:" "Calling all surface and aircraft in the vicinity of area h." "Proceed at once to point h-32 on your map." "[Steam whistle blows]" "[Woman screams]" "[Roaring]" "[Woman screams]" "[Roaring]" "[Gasp]" "Aah!" "[Passengers screaming]" "[Screaming]" "Extra!" "Extra!" "Monster attacks London!" "Monster!" "Latest!" "Announcer:" "Which now brings the casualties to 36 dead, more than 50 missing." "The metropolitan police announced that the embankments of the thames are closed to all traffic." "The public is asked to keep all streets clear adjoining the river." "We repeat the metropolitan police bulletin." "We repeat the metropolitan police bulletin." "The situation is well in hand." "There is no reason for panic, but the immediate vicinity of the river thames is dangerous." "Oh, fiddlesticks!" "Announcer:" "We repeat." "The vicinity of the river thames is dangerous." "This is your roving reporter David mcavoy speaking from in front of the port of London authority headquarters." "Throughout the day we've seen armed forces, police, and ministry heads going in for a series of meetings which have been taking place here." "The commissioner, sir Charles more has been personally in charge." "Hello, riverside." "P.L.A. Speaking." "Tower bridge." "P.L.A. Speaking." "Port of London authority boat 4, report to pier 8." "Port of London authority boat 4, report to pier 8." "This is the situation." "The beast appeared at woolwich, where it destroyed the ferry and collided with 4 motor barges." "That was exactly 2 1/2 hours ago." "Are you closing the Bridges, commissioner?" "The Bridges will be closed at the first alert, and the traffic will be rerouted through the tunnels." "The beast can strike anywhere, and we're planning to meet it anywhere." "A committee of scientists under the chairmanship of Professor James bickford is now meeting with a military specialist." "Meanwhile, as you know, the army and the police are taking all possible steps for the protection of the civilian population." "Keep in touch with me by telephone." "Very good, sir." "Well, Allison?" "Still in conference, sir." "Admiral summers:" "I still think the simplest way is the use of explosives." "Very well, a few drainpipes will be knocked out under the river." "Several houses will be destroyed, which, I remind you, have already been evacuated." "Gentlemen, I propose bombs, which we can deliver with great precision from low-flying planes or helicopters." "But, admiral summers, even supposing you score a direct hit with your first bomb, which is problematical, then you'll blow the creature to bits." "But don't you realize that each bit will be intensely radioactive?" "A million radioactive particles blown into every corner of London?" "Why, the whole city would be poisoned for God knows how many years." "No, sir." "We must find a way of destroying this creature in one piece, and then we can safely dispose of the radioactive carcass." "This animal, we know, is carrying such a huge concentration of radioactive particles that it cannot possibly survive." "It's burning itself out by the minute." "Right now it's dying of its own radioactivity." "How long will it last?" "We have no way of knowing." "Couldn't we somehow speed up the process?" "I wonder..." "Suppose..." "Suppose we were to introduce, say, 10 centigrams of pure radium into this disintegrating mass." "Wouldn't that accelerate the process, destroy the creature by burning it up from inside?" "Couldn't we tip a shell with radium, say, antitank?" "No, no." "Suppose the shell misses the target." "We cannot chance firing a radium warhead at the city of London." "The result would be disastrous." "No." "It must be a direct hit, and the radium must remain inside the creature." "You know..." "A torpedo would be the ideal solution." "It explodes on impact, and its force is contained in the waters around it." "Now, if we could fit a tip of pure radium to the warhead, then it would be buried deep inside the beast." "That seems to be the answer." "Do you agree?" "Yes." "Yes." "And we have the radium at howell." "I could get you a miniature submarine." "That would be the surest way of delivering the torpedo." "But do you realize the danger?" "[Intercom buzzes]" "Yes?" "Can you give us the latest news?" "We have nothing, sir." "Nothing sighted." "[Snarling]" "[Screeching]" "[Blowing horn]" "[Roaring]" "[Screaming]" "[Horn honking]" "[Roar]" "[Roar]" "Aah!" "[Men screaming]" "[Roar]" "[Gags]" "[Choking]" "Aah!" "Aah!" "[Roar]" "[Roaring]" "How much longer will it be, bickford?" "We're forging the tip now." "It's a delicate operation." "You can't handle radium as if it were iron." "But have you heard what's been going on out there?" "Yes, we've heard." "It won't be long now." "[Roaring]" "[Roar]" "Switch on." "[Roar]" "[Men screaming]" "[Roaring]" "All ready, sir." "Oh, that's fine." "So, what is it exactly?" "Well, you see, we're tracing a highly radioactive moving target, and this is the little gimmick that'll find it for us." "Yeah, well, that's your department." "You just tell me where to steer and when to pull the trigger." "I'll certainly try." "Here it is, commander." "We'll get it fixed up." "Pb-7, pb-7, pb-7, report to me, pb-7." "Pb-7, pb-7, report to me, pb-7." "Pb-7, pb-7, pb-7, report to me, pb-7." "P.L.A., this is pb-7, pb-7." "I've sighted target." "Map reference:" "L-8-r-1-7." "Map reference:" "L-8-r-17." "Target sighted." "Map reference:" "L-8-r-17." "All right, here we go." "Stand by to cast off." "Come on, Mr. karnes." "Right." "Let go!" "Ready?" "[Sonar pings]" "[Pinging accelerates]" "Any news?" "[Bites down]" "Anything?" "Nothing, sir." "Can we try it again?" "Steer 3-1-9." "3-1-9." "Stand by to fire." "Hold it." "Hold it." "Fire!" "Pb-7." "Pb-7." "Reporting." "Professor bickford." "They've hit it." "Make fast, forward!" "You all right?" "Yes, I'm fine." "Thank you." "Well done, well done." "Newsman on radio:" "We interrupt this program for a special news bulletin." "We have just received a report from America that mountains of dead fish are washing ashore along the coast from Maine to Florida." "We now return you to our normal program."