- As you can see, gentlemen,
sales for the last fiscal
quarter have dropped.
14 and one half percent.
There's not been a corresponding drop
in our competitor's sales.
I trust one of you gentlemen has
a satisfactory explanation
for this decline.
Not one little suggestion, gentlemen?
We'll start with you, Thompson.
As public relations manager no doubt you
have some faint glimmering
of what's happening
to Starlin Products.
Well, Thompson?
- Well, you see, I uh...
- I had no idea you were such
an excellent public speaker, Thompson.
- Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Starlin.
I guess I'm not feeling
very well this morning.
- I'm sorry you aren't.
- I think I can tell
you why Starlin Products
are falling off so badly, Miss Starlin.
- We're listening, Lane.
Where would you put the
responsibility for this decline?
- On you, Miss Starlin.
- I imagine you have arguments
to support that contention.
- We've all been looking at
it for the past 20 minutes.
The most convincing argument
is right on that graph.
May I show you?
Thank you.
Now, right here in April,
is when Starlin's sales
started falling off.
- Very clever of you, Lane.
- Well, would you mind waiting
until I finish, Miss Starlin?
- That's enough, Lane.
- Relax, Willis.
My apologies for the interruption, go on.
- Thank you.
Now, as I said, sales
began to fall in April,
but the reason for the fall
was back here in February.
Starlin Products have
always been thought of
as something of a modern miracle
in the cosmetics trade.
The firm built to a multi-million
dollar a year business
on the strength and appeal of one person,
Janice Starlin, from the beginning
right through until February of this year
only one woman's face was used
to advertise those products.
Your face, Miss Starlin.
The public have come to
accept you as a symbol.
Well, now, after 16 years,
they see a different face,
they don't trust it.
They feel cheated.
The simple fact is that Starlin Cosmetics
should have Janice Starlin's
picture advertising them.
Well, that's about all I've got to say.
- And a darn good job of
saying it, too.
- I agree.
- Yeah, Lane makes a lot of sense
on that score, Miss Starlin.
- I think I've had enough flattery
for one morning, gentlemen.
It was a very convincing argument, Lane.
- There's a Mr. Zinthrop
to see Miss Starlin, says
he has an appointment.
- There's only one small
factor you've overlooked.
Not even Janice Starlin can
remain a glamor girl forever.
- Miss Starlin.
- Yes, Mary?
- There's a Mr. Zinthrop in reception.
He says he has an appointment.
- Thank you.
Well, this has been a very
informative get together.
That'll be all for now.
Oh, Arthur?
- Yes, Miss Starlin?
- I'd like to see you
in my office, please.
- Sure, Miss Starlin.
Take it easy, hotshot.
Something on your mind, Miss Starlin?
- You've done some work on
royal jelly, haven't you?
- Oh, a little.
- Are there any real
therapeutic values in it?
- Well, I'd say so.
'Course, a lot depends
on each individual's
reaction to the stuff.
- What do you mean?
- Just that no two people reacted
precisely the same way.
One man's meat's another man's poison.
- Oh.
But you think royal
jelly can be beneficial
in some cases?
- Queen bees set a lot of store by it.
- I'll accept that as
an affirmative answer.
Supposing a more powerful
form of royal jelly
could be obtained?
From the queen wasp, for example?
I mean, well, do you
suppose that might have
some rejuvenating effect on a human being?
- I'd stay away from wasps
if I were you, Miss Starlin.
Socially, the queen wasp is on the level
with the black widow spider.
They're both carnivorous,
they paralyze their victims
and then take their time
devouring them alive.
They kill their mates
in the same way, too.
Strictly a one-sided romance.
- Hmm.
Well, I'm not exactly interested
in the love life of the queen wasp.
I want your opinion
on the possibilities of
using enzyme extracts
from royal wasp jelly commercially.
- Well, if you want an honest
opinion, Miss Starlin--
- Of course I want an honest opinion.
- Then my advice is forget about it.
- Thank you, Arthur.
- Any time, Miss Starlin.
- Have Mr. Zinthrop come in.
- Yes, Miss Starlin.
- Uh, you can go in now, sir.
- Oh.
'Bout time.
- Janice Starlin Enterprises.
- Miss Starlin?
- Yes, how do you do?
I'm afraid I won't be able
to give you much time,
Mr. Zinthrop.
- But it is I who give you
the time, Miss Starlin.
Oh, yes, plenty of time I give you.
10, maybe 15 years I give you.
- I want you to understand one thing
very clearly, Mr. Zinthrop.
I expect absolute proof
of what you've claimed in your letter.
Tangible proof, not words.
- Such proof you
shall get, madame, and more.
But I think I better show
you in the laboratory, yes?
- All right.
Come with me.
- Look!
- They look terrible.
Why don't you put them
out of their misery?
- Madame, you asked for proof.
Please be kind enough to
look at proof you asked for.
May I proceed?
Thank you.
Now, come, come, come,
come, come little one.
In a few minutes, madame,
you shall see a miracle
you shall not believe.
Oh, no tricks.
You may look if you
like, I have no tricks.
Well, don't look at me.
I'm not changing.
- I don't believe it.
It's not possible.
- I see you do not believe one animal,
so I bring two.
I uh, I show you again, yes?
- Yes, I must be sure.
- Yes, madame.
There.
Well, Miss Starlin, does my secret
have interest for you, yes?
- What are your terms, Mr. Zinthrop?
- First, I must have a laboratory
equipped with everything
I need for my research.
If we're successful, well, I
ask for a little percentage.
But I must get full
credit for my discovery,
that is most important to me.
- I'll have Gordon draw up the contracts.
- Oh, contracts, contracts I do not need.
You give me your word, good enough for me.
- You amaze me.
Frankly, when I received your letter,
I thought you were just another eccentric.
But there was always a
chance you might not be.
Then you walked in here and show me
nothing short of a miracle.
Two miracles.
And you say that you'll accept my word
that I won't cheat you.
- You won't.
I know you're a good woman,
even if you do not like
other people to know it.
However, uh, my formula may
not be good for human beings.
I have not tested yet.
- You will on me.
- Oh, no, no, no, no,
there might be danger.
- Those are my terms, Mr. Zinthrop.
Janice Starlin will be
your next guinea pig.
- Very well.
Though it may take a little time
to prepare sufficient extract.
A week, maybe more.
- I'll make whatever arrangements
you may need for your equipment.
- Thank you, madame.
Now I see how you built all this.
- I'm very close to
losing it, Mr. Zinthrop.
Maybe working together we can save
Janice Starlin Enterprises.
Maybe even make it
bigger than ever before.
- Yes.
Oh, yes.
- I'm sure the next three months will see
a rise in Starlin sales that will surpass
anything we've dared imagine.
Mr. Zinthrop is working
on the final stages
of a development that will
revolutionize the cosmetic industry.
He's to have a free
hand in his experiments
and will be answerable
to no one but myself.
At the moment, I cannot divulge the nature
of Mr. Zinthrop's experiments,
but I can assure you, it will
bring worldwide recognition
to Janice Starlin Enterprises.
- I don't know, this Zinthrop must be
the granddaddy of all confidence men
to take in a gal like Starlin.
Why doesn't somebody wise her up?
- Like you, for instance?
Bill, what makes you think Zinthrop
really isn't on the level?
After all, we don't even
know what he's working on.
It could be very legitimate.
- Oh, you are as bad as she is.
Oh, women!
- Men.
Every time you're stuck for an answer,
you always come up with women.
But you're not getting
out of this one so easily.
I'd like to know why you think
Zinthrop really hasn't got something.
- Well, you can call it
male intuition if you like.
It's just that there's
something about this
whole business that doesn't smell right.
The private laboratory,
the secret experiments!
Zinthrop himself.
The only thing that's missing
is a genie with a lamp.
- You'd better leave the intuition to me.
Come on, I'll let you buy me dinner.
- Buy you dinner?
What's happened to your sporting blood?
I thought we were gonna
toss for the check.
- Oh, no.
You won the last three times.
- All right, look, I'll
make a deal with you.
Dinner is on me if you promise
to keep an eye on what goes on in there.
- Well, what do you want me to do?
Read her mail and send you
messages in secret code?
- You could do worse.
- Oh, no, Mr. Cooper, not you, too.
- I've been trying to
tell bright eyes here
that I think Zinthrop is a
phony and a confidence man.
- If I were sure of that
I wouldn't be worried.
I think he's a lot more
dangerous, a quack.
- Well, I don't follow you, Coop.
- Well, a confidence
man'd just be interested
in your money.
The only damage they can
do is to your pocketbook.
A quack can be fatal.
- So I says to him, I
says, "Listen, Irving,
"I'm getting sick of this TV every night.
"I mean, you know, we can do
the same thing in a nightclub."
Well, almost.
- Mm-hmm.
- Good morning, Janice
Starlin Enterprises.
I got two words for you: Drop dead twice.
- Irving?
- Calls me to tell me Dr.
Cyclops is on Channel 9 tonight.
- What crust!
- He's seen it twice already.
- Good morning.
Is uh, is Miss Starlin in her office now?
- No, Miss Starlin's in conference.
Would you like to speak to her secretary?
- Oh, no, no, no.
Just say to Miss Starlin
I should like to see her
when she has time, huh?
- Yes, sir.
Was there something else, Mr. Zinthrop?
- Oh, no, no, no, goodbye.
Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
What a character!
A regular two-eyed Dr. Cyclops.
- Even the bow.
- Good morning.
May I see Miss Audling, please?
He's a real weirdie.
Wonder what his game is.
- Who cares?
- You know, Morton thinks he's a crackpot.
I heard him telling Cooper so.
Old bug eyes really has the execs worried.
- About what?
- That's just it, they don't know.
- Oh.
So, anyway, back to Irving.
- Good morning, Miss
Starlin, good morning.
- Good morning.
I couldn't get away any sooner.
Is it important?
- Miss Starlin, do you
remember the big cat
I showed you last week, no?
- What about it?
- Well, I want you to look at him.
Come.
- No!
- Quite a difference, yes?
- Oh, it's incredible!
The same mark.
- Same cat.
- You're young again.
Can you realize what that means?
You're a kitten again.
Your whole life to live over.
How does it feel?
- I think perhaps you'll be able
to find out for yourself, Miss Starlin.
Today...
Today will be your first injection.
Come.
Sit down, please.
- Mr. Gleason
of Accounting on line three.
- What is it, Gleason?
I sent you a memo.
Mr. Zinthrop has carte blanche
to order anything he requires.
- It is no concern of yours, Gleason.
Make out a check for the full amount.
- Sue?
Mary.
Can I talk to Mr. Lane a moment?
Bill?
Hey, listen, Gleason just got a bill
for 2300 dollars.
Zinthrop.
Enzyme extracts.
- Yes, yes, yes, we are making progress.
There's great improvement in the tissue.
- Why is it taking so long?
It's the third week!
- You forget, my dear,
there's more to you than
a little kitten, no?
Besides, there's a
difference in metabolism.
- Why not increase the dosage?
Wouldn't that step up the process?
- Patience, my dear, patience.
We must tread lightly, with care.
Your arm, please.
There.
You know, I've been experimenting
with a concentrate
solution of the enzymes.
Oh, a great more powerful
than the solution
I've been using in your injection.
- Oh?
- Yes.
And I think...
I think it will be better for lotions,
as an emollient lotion.
It'll make estrogenic creams
and all such products old-fashioned.
My dear, Starlin will be world famous,
bringing you to millions.
- If you're right, Zinthrop,
there are going to be a few red faces
in my advertising department.
- But I am right.
Why, your own mirror will
tell you that I am right.
Why, you look at least five years younger
than you looked three weeks ago.
- I know.
- Would you let me talk
to Bill a minute, Sue?
Thanks.
Bill, I think I've got it.
Yeah, I'm a nervous wreck.
At lunch, at lunch.
- You'll have to translate for me, Coop.
I'm not very good at that technical stuff.
- Pseudo-technical.
Our Mr. Zinthrop's a very
capable confidence man
from what I read in this letter.
He claims he can stimulate the processes
of rejuvenation through the use of enzymes
extracted from wasps.
- Oh, for...
- Well?
What are you two Sherlocks
going to do about it?
- Right now I don't know.
- Frankly I'm getting tired
of the whole business.
That women's so intent
on holding back time
she's ready to fall for the
first phony line she hears.
Wasps!
- Bill.
- Face the facts, Mary.
Janice Starlin has built her whole life
on youth and beauty.
Now that she's losing them,
she's scared to death.
Right now she's on cloud nine with that
quack, Zinthrop, but I'd hate to be around
when she comes back down to earth.
- Well, maybe we can let her down easy.
I think we owe her that much.
- Yeah.
What are we gonna do?
We can't just let Zinthrop
build up her hopes
and then knock the props
out from under her.
- How can he do such a terrible thing?
Poor Jan.
There must be something we
can do before it's too late.
- He's got a mighty convincing argument.
Very impressive to the layman.
Ten to one he's got a
record just as impressive.
Well, there are ways to find out.
The answer might be
right here in our hands.
Heads.
I'm gonna keep this
letter for a day or two.
- Wait a minute.
Suppose she finds out it's gone?
I'm the only one with access to that desk.
She'll know I took it.
- Well, it's a chance
you have to take, Mary.
- I think we can be pretty sure
that Coop knows what he's doing, honey.
- Oh, come on, young lovers.
- What is it, Maureen?
- It is you, Miss Starlin?
- Of course it's me.
Who did you think it was?
- Well, you look so different.
- Finish your nails.
Maureen.
- Hmm?
- I think your phone is ringing.
- Oh!
Yes, Miss Starlin.
Good morning, Janice Starlin Enterprises.
- Gentlemen.
Janice Starlin Enterprises
is about to start
on the most widespread publicity campaign
in the history of the cosmetic industry.
Our slogan will be Return to
Youth with Janice Starlin.
When Mr. Zinthrop arrives there will be
a press interview and all questions
regarding the rejuvenation process
will be referred to him.
That'll be all for now, gentlemen.
- It's amazing.
- Why, it's wonderful.
- Really amazing.
- You look marvelous.
- I said that will be
all for now, gentlemen.
Good morning.
Oh, not you, Mary, wait a moment, please.
- Yes, Miss Starlin.
- Mary, isn't it wonderful?
It's a miracle!
A wonderful, incredible miracle!
- We were so worried about you.
We really thought you were in danger.
We even went to plotting out how to
rescue you from Mr. Zinthrop.
Now it all seems so silly,
it seems ridiculous.
- Oh, Mary.
Mary, how old do I look?
Tell me.
How old?
How old do I look?
Tell me!
How old?
- 23, maybe 22?
- Twe--
That's how old I was when I started
Janice Starlin Enterprises.
Do you realize what that means?
I'm back where I started 18 years ago.
With what it took 18 years to accomplish.
It's like a dream.
- 30 years ago a bunch of quacks
were treating people with monkey glands.
Seemed to work for a while and
then the deterioration set in.
- That's awful.
Do you think that will happen to Jan?
- I don't know.
If I could just get inside of his lab
and run a breakdown on what he's using.
- Mr. Zinthrop!
Mr. Zinthrop?
Mr. Zinthrop?
I want you to find him, Mr. Hellman.
I don't care what it costs.
- We'll find him all right.
Sooner or later we find them all.
- Time is vital, Mr. Hellman.
Every hour he's gone
it means more than you
can possibly imagine.
- Well, you haven't given
me very much to go on.
No home address, no
former employer, no phone.
This is just like starting from scratch.
- Mr. Zinthrop wasn't a
conventional employee.
He didn't go through regular personnel.
- Uh-huh.
And you say he came
here about a month ago.
Well, how did he come here, Miss Starlin?
He just didn't walk in
off the street, did he?
- The letter!
Right here in my drawer.
- Maybe uh,
one of the other drawers?
- So that's what she meant.
- What who meant?
- Miss Starlin?
The letter's been taken
and you think you know
who took it, is that right?
- My secretary, Miss Dennison.
- You got her address handy?
- Her phone number.
- It might be better if
I busted in on her cold.
This way she'll have a
chance to prepare a story.
- I know what I'm doing.
- All right.
- Mary?
Janice Starlin.
- But before I went to lunch,
I made a duplicate copy
of Mr. Zinthrop's letter.
I was going to take that one to Bill
and Mr. Cooper at first,
but then I thought that the
original would be better.
- Have you got the copy?
- Yes, it's in my desk.
- Get that copy, Miss Dennison.
Uh-huh.
946 West 73rd Street, Manhattan.
Yeah, that's right.
Get right on it, Jerry,
and check back with me as soon as you can.
- We thought Mr. Zinthrop might be
trying to work some kind
of a confidence scheme
on you, Miss Starlin.
We only did that to protect you.
I'm terribly sorry.
- That's all right, Mary.
I probably would have done the same thing
if I were in your place.
- If it's all right
with you, Miss Starlin,
I'd like to have that
Lane and Cooper down here.
They might have come up with something
that Miss Dennison doesn't know about.
- You're right.
We can't afford to overlook anything.
- Should I call them?
- Please, Mary.
- Yeah?
Oh?
You're sure he's our boy?
Uh-huh.
- Is he...
- Central Emergency, mm-hmm.
Right.
Well, it looks like we've got him.
There's a John Doe down
at Central Emergency,
auto accident.
There's no identification on him,
but he was wearing a lab smock
and fills Zinthrop's description.
- Mary, get my coat and
Lane, get a cab downstairs.
Is he badly hurt?
- Head injury, general
contusion to the body.
- He's had a severe injury
and there's definite brain damage.
Just how much we can't tell as yet.
- How long before you'll know?
- It's hard to say, Miss Starlin.
- Who's the best man
for this kind of injury?
- Well, there are several top specialists.
- Get the best.
I'll take full responsibility
for the expenses.
- Yes, Miss Starlin.
- I don't know, Arthur.
I think it best we wait.
- It's been three days
since the accident, Jan.
And no sign of improvement,
he's still in a coma.
You heard what the doctor said.
He may never regain consciousness.
And even if he does, who knows how badly
his brain has been damaged.
- Well, I'll give it another 48 hours.
If he doesn't regain
consciousness by then,
well, you can take over
the laboratory, Arthur.
- Janice--
- That's my decision.
- It's incredible.
Right in front of our noses.
He can't have used it all.
If I could run a qualitative analysis...
- Phony thing!
Always goes on a fritz
right in the middle of a good program.
- I want this to be the
biggest advertising campaign
in the history of cosmetic advertising.
Every newspaper and
magazine in the country
will be flooded with our new slogan,
Return to Youth with Janice Starlin.
- Excuse me, Miss Starlin.
- What is it, Thompson?
- I think we should be
a little conservative,
Miss Starlin, uh, cosmetics are one thing,
medications another.
We're liable to run into trouble.
- Yes.
All advertising copy will be
cleared through your office.
- Well, it's a touchy business, you know.
- Max is right, Miss Starlin.
- You don't have to
second the motion, Lane.
I want one thing understood
very clearly now, gentlemen.
Janice Starlin Enterprises
is going to bring
the most fantastically
sellable product ever developed
by modern cosmetics to the public.
And I don't intend to be
restricted by timidity
on the part of my own
staff, is that clear?
- Are you all right, Miss Starlin?
- It's just a little headache, Mary.
I'm fine.
- Can I get you something?
- I'm all right, I'm all right, thank you.
- I have some aspirin in my purse.
- That's all right, Mary.
Well, that'll be all for now, gentlemen.
- Hi.
- Hi, sweetie.
- Gee, I sure hope they give the girls
working at Starlin first
crack at that new stuff.
Imagine being 18 again.
- I guess if it can take
15 years off Starlin
it can take 10 off you.
- What do you mean, 10?
- Face it, honey.
This is Maureen you're talking to.
- Yeah, well, if I were
you, I'd take a double dose.
Then maybe Irving wouldn't
watch television so much.
- So who says he looks at it?
- I can't imagine what else he does.
- Three guesses.
- Say, did Cooper come in yet?
- Mm-mm.
Missed a board meeting this morning.
I bet Starlin's having a fit.
- He should worry.
Uh-oh, see ya later.
- Bye, honey.
- Hi, pretty puss.
You know where um, Miss
Starlin's office is?
- Suite number one.
- La-di-dah, the
duchess of Flatbush herself.
- How'd you like to have this phone
wrapped around your ear?
Wiseguy!
- That's more like it, sister.
Suite number one.
- Thanks.
Miss Starlin.
- Oh, what is it, Mary?
- Is there anything I can do?
- Yes, is uh...
Is Mr. Zinthrop's room ready?
- Oh, uh-huh.
The nurse is fixing the
emergency equipment now
and the ambulance is due any minute.
- Well, be sure to let
me know when it arrives.
Oh, Mary, please before you go,
could you see if you
could work that thing?
- Oh, sure.
I've seen lots of these.
- Oh, simple enough.
That'll be all, Mary, thank you.
- All right.
- We've had a room especially made over
for you, Mr. Zinthrop.
And Miss Warren has a room adjoining yours
so there'll be someone
near you at all times.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
- When you're feeling
better, Mr. Zinthrop,
there are a few things I'd
like to discuss with you.
- Good, good.
- We'll do everything we can
to make you comfortable, Mr. Zinthrop.
- Yes.
- I'm going to spend the
nights here in my office.
So if anything develops, I'll be on hand.
- Ah, thank you.
Thank you.
Miss Starlin.
Only, only there's something
I must tell you.
Something important, but...
Important, but...
I cannot remember.
Ah.
- I'm sure it can wait.
Right now the main thing is
to get you back to health.
- Ah.
- Take good care of him, Miss Warren.
- Yes, Miss Starlin.
- Sure is funny about old Coop.
- He misses one day of work and
you're ready to call Missing Persons.
- Well, he's a pretty
conscientious guy, honey.
If he felt sick or something,
he'd have called in.
- Relax.
He'll probably be in bright
and chipper in the morning.
- Oh, am I interrupting something?
- Oh, we were just having
a little coffee klatch,
Miss Starlin.
We were talking about Mr. Cooper.
- What about Mr. Cooper?
- Well, about his missing
the meeting this morning.
Nobody's been able to reach him all day.
- I wouldn't worry about that.
Mr. Cooper's been here a long time.
Probably feels he's entitled to
take a day for himself now and then.
- That's what I've been
trying to tell Mr. Lane.
- Oh, by the way, Miss Starlin,
how is Mr. Zinthrop?
- Oh, fine.
In a few days we'll start
the layouts for the campaign.
- Well, I'm ready when you are, boss.
- Look those over.
- Hey, Bill.
- Huh?
- Don't go getting any
ideas about the boss.
- Who, me?
Don't be silly, I just want her to know
that I'm an eager member of the team.
Still, she is looking a lot
younger these days, isn't she?
You think Zinthrop would give
you any of those treatments?
Hey, you wanna break
the watch or something?
- Guaranteed on this, too.
- What?
What was that?
What's...
- Here, lie back now.
You just had a bad dream.
Lie down now, go to sleep.
- Oh, such horrible sound.
Like a nightmare.
- Just a bad dream.
Lie down.
Just a dream.
- Tell Mr. Green that personnel
is his responsibility.
I have other things to think about
than worrying whether the night watchman
walked off the job.
- Well, that's just it, Miss Starlin.
Mr. Green feels that the watchman
never left the building.
His lunch pail and his raincoat
are still in the basement.
- I don't want to hear
anything more about it, Mary.
- All right, Miss Starlin.
- We'll use these.
- Oh, fine.
- She swears she heard a scream
from one of the other floors.
Zinthrop heard it too,
but she convinced him he
was having a bad dream.
- Oh, maybe they both were.
- It's not funny anymore, Mary,
there's something going
on in that building
and I'm gonna find out what it is.
- How?
- Have a look around
Cooper's lab for one thing.
After that, I...
I don't know.
Hold it steady.
- Bill, this is crazy.
We could really get in trouble.
- I won't tire him, Miss Warren,
but it is important.
- All right, Miss Starlin,
I'll be in my room.
- Zinthrop.
Zinthrop, you've got to help me.
Something's happening.
Something's happening to
me, I can't control it.
- There is something I must remember,
but I can't.
- Try to think.
The wasp enzymes.
The extracts you were experimenting with
before the accident.
Try to think!
- I can't.
- Well, this is Zinthrop's notebook, Mary.
Notes on his experiments with Jan.
- Well, how did Cooper get a hold of it?
- I don't know.
If only Coop would show up.
Mary, look.
- It's Mr. Cooper's pipe.
- Well, don't you get it?
He'd sooner go out without his pants
than leave that pipe behind.
He's still somewhere in the building.
I'd bet a year's salary on it.
- If he is, he...
- He's dead.
And the night watchman.
- There's only enough left
for one more injection.
One more!
You've got to make more, Zinthrop!
Help me, Zinthrop.
- Please, please, my head, oh, my head...
- Zinthrop, help me!
- Oh, my...
- Help me!
- Is he asleep?
- I don't know.
- Bill, don't touch him.
- If anybody knows what's
behind all this, it's him.
Mr. Zinthrop.
- Bill.
Look it.
- Well, her coat, purse,
and everything else
are still in there.
She wouldn't go out without her purse.
- Bill, let's get out of here.
I don't like it.
- The cat.
The cat.
Must warn her.
- Mr. Zinthrop!
- Oh?
Who are you?
- Now, there's nothing to be
alarmed about, Mr. Zinthrop.
I'm Bill Lane and this is Miss Dennison,
Miss Starlin's secretary.
- Miss Starlin.
The cat.
- What about a cat?
- Must warn her.
The injections.
Must not take any more injections.
- Is Miss Starlin in danger?
- Terrible danger, I'm...
I was...
- Now, take it easy, Mr. Zinthrop,
you're still pretty weak.
Mary, see if you can get Jan on the phone.
- There's no answer.
- Oh, Miss Starlin?
- Is that you, Mary?
Where are you?
- We're in the building.
We're in Mr. Zinthrop's room.
Something's happened down here and--
- Here, let me talk to her.
Hello, Miss Starlin, this is Lane.
- Why are you and Mary
still in the building?
It's after 10.
- I must help!
I'm responsible.
- Don't let him get up, Mary.
- I must help!
I must help--
- I can't explain now, Miss Starlin.
- I must, I must go!
- Hang on to him!
- I must help.
Oh, you must not hold me back, I'm--
- Don't worry, Mr. Zinthrop,
we won't let anything
happen to Miss Starlin.
- Hello?
Hello, Miss Starlin?
- What's going on down there?
- Stay in your office, I'll be right up.
Keep an eye on Zinthrop,
honey, I'm going upstairs.
- Oh, no!
No, no, the insects!
The insects!
- Oh, take it easy, Mr. Zinthrop.
- You do not understand.
Miss Starlin, she's in danger.
I must warn her!
- Look, I'll have to stay here.
You go for Jan.
- Okay.
- When you get up there call the police.
You can't get outside on this phone.
- All right, all right, I'll hurry.
- I'll tell the police,
where are the police?
- Miss Starlin!
Miss Starlin!
Miss Starlin!
It's me, Mary!
- Miss Starlin!
Please, open the door!
- What is it, Mary?
- Miss Starlin, please!
Will you please call the police?
- What for?
- Oh, look, I don't have time to--
Never mind.
- Mary!
I'm sorry I had to do that.
There's no time for hysteria.
Now, what is this?
- The enzymes, the enzymes,
they're going crazy.
- Sure, Mr. Zinthrop, now you just relax
and take it easy.
Everything will be all right.
We'll take care of those
whatever you call its.
- You do not understand!
You do not understand, that girl,
you shouldn't have sent her upstairs.
She's in danger, you must stop
her before it is too late!
- Okay, as soon as the
cops get here, we'll take--
- Oh, you fool, you fool.
Miss Starlin will kill her and
tear her body to shreds!
- Miss Starlin kill Mary?
- Miss Starlin is not a
human being any longer.
The enzymes have changed her.
She will destroy the girl as a female wasp
would destroy her enemies
and then devour the remains!
- Then Bill found Mr. Zinthrop's notebook
in Cooper's desk.
Oh, no, there's no mistake.
We've got to call the police now.
- Now, Mary, you're just
getting a little excited.
Now, who could possibly
want to hurt Mr. Coop--
- I don't know.
But it's not only Mr. Cooper.
What about--
- I told you we were correct!
- Mary!
Mary!
- Wait, I'll go with you.
- I can't wait, I'm gonna take the stairs.
- Oh, look!
Laboratory.
She's going to laboratory.
- I can get up the stairs faster!
- No, wait!
- Mary!
Mary!
- Get away from her!
- Mary!
Oh, Mary.
