They Came from Beyond Space (1967)

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What's that noise?

I don't know.

Can't make it out.

Good heavens! Looks like sh**ting stars!
A whole flock of them!

They're coming down in our field!

Look out!

Is Dr. Temple in this wing?

Yes, sir. The door at the top of the stairs.
Thank you.

Good morning.

Hello, Lee.

Finished with last night's events yet, Master?

Yes, I have.

But I'm just waiting for our
silent partner here to...

... translate them into everyday language.

Good morning, Allen.

I've been in several minutes
and you haven't said a word.

Oh, hello, Curt.

Sorry, I was just getting these up to date.

Morning, Lee.

There you are.

Ought to be able to understand that.

Yes, sir. Thanks.

Well, nothing unusual.

Quiet night.

Good.

Dr. Temple?
Yes.

I'm Richard Arden, Ministry of Space Research.

How do you do?

These are my assistants, Lee Mason,
Allen Mullane.

The other part of the team.

How do you do?

I've come to get your opinion on last
night's fall and any data you have on it.

Fall? What fall?

Nine meteors, in Cornwall.

We weren't ranging that area at all last night.

What happened down there?

We don't really know.

The reports we received were rather strange.

So strange, we've decided to have a team
of scientists fly down there and take a look.

We'd like you to head it.

Why me?

You're the expert on the subject.

Meteors.

What does a fall of meteorites
have to do with me?

I am only interested in the
possibility of life on other planets.

You have written three books...

And you also head our research section
on the subject of extraterrestrial life.

Yeah.

That is precisely why we need you, Dr. Temple.

How soon can you be ready to go?

No, I forbid you to go.

Doctor, look, I...
You nearly died in that car crash!

You and your vintage cars...

We had to replace part of your
skull with a silver plate.

You've not nearly recovered.

We still have to keep you under observation.

Ms. Mason, Mullane?

This is Dr. Rogers, Physics, Maitland, Photography.
They'll be traveling down with us.

We shall meet Keller, McCabe
and Peterson at the farm.

They'll be covering Chemistry, Biology and Geology.

And the police have the site under
guard at the moment...

Temple! Let me introduce you
to some of your team.

This is Maitland and this is --

I'm afraid you'll have to count me out.

What do you mean?

You'll have to take my assistants.

But why?

Doctor's orders.

I shall speak to the minister.
I shall have your doctor overruled.

It won't do you any good.

Ms. Mason has been with me
for several years now.

I'm sure she can help you as much as I could.

Right.

How soon can you be ready to go?

An hour.

I'll have a car at your flat.

Temple, I'm sorry you can't be with us. We'll let
you have copies of all reports and photographs.

You won't miss a single clue.

Clue to what?

What makes you think these meteors are so
important that you need a team like this to --

Have you ever known meteors
to land in formation?

No.

These did.

In a perfect V.

That's why we're so anxious.

To find out what these objects
from space really are.

I've told you before, it's impossible.

But I am recovering, aren't I?

That is not the point.

Well, suppose I take it easy,
just do a normal day's work.

I still wouldn't let you go.

Look, doctor!

For several years now, my chief interest has been
the study of possible life on other planets.

Now something has occurred which would
normally be considered a natural phenomenon.

The fall of meteors.

But this time with a difference...

... a difference which indicates that they
may have been guided here by creatures.

Intelligent creatures.

That's why it's imperative I investigate.

Someone else will have to investigate.

And that's final.

I asked Arden to stop here so that
I could see you before we left.

I'm glad you did.

Curt, I know how you must feel about
not being able to come with us.

That just boils down to the
simple fact I'll miss you.

You know, if Arden's right and there is something
strange to be sorted out down there...

We're going to need you!

Listen, I'm jealous as hell.

Why?

Well, these nursery boys might realize
that you're the brains behind this outfit.

Oh, Curt, be serious.

Anyway, if you need me, I'll be here.
Doctor's orders.

They're waiting for me.

I'll phone you every night.

To let you know what's happened.

We'll have all our portable
huts up here before nightfall.

Be workshops, kitchens, dormitories...

You'll have everything you need, I'm sure.

How soon do you want to start digging them out?

Well, not for a few days yet.

I want to extract as much information as we can
from the impact craters in surrounding soil first.

Well, but shortly, I mean --

We'll have to take soil samples at varying depths.

Search the sight and analyze them chemically.

Try to determine from which direction
they came and their possible velocity
at the moment of impact.

Search the fragments for traces
of alien microorganisms.

So you see, it's quite the job.

In the meantime, we'll send all
the information we get to Dr. Temple.

See what he can make of it.

Curtis...
Yes?

Just a moment.

Take a look at this.

Are you sure?

I've checked it a dozen times.

This is impossible!

They gave us the velocity of the meteorites
and the angle of descent to the point of entry.

Now I've backtracked to see if we can
establish what part of space they came from.

And that's the answer.

The moon.

- Yes, sir?
Get me Ms. Mason in Cornwall.

Radiation's at the normal mark.

The surface isn't normal, though.

Well, there's only one way to find out
whether or not it's a coating.

I'll chip off a fragment.

There is a brief moment of struggle
before the connection is made.

But it passes almost immediately.

Control of musculature and vocal
chords awkward, but adequate.

You may all choose your subjects.

And connect.

Ms. Mason, what's this all --

The brain of these primitives seems
quite suitable for our purposes...

We have made the most excellent choice.

Connections completed and quite satisfactory.

We can now proceed with the next part of our plan.

One million pounds.

Delighted to meet you, Ms. Mason.

Please be seated.

Now what can I do for you?

I'm heading the team of scientists on
the meteor project at the Roberts Farm.

Yes, you people have created quite a stir.

Hiring all the workers you
could get for miles around --

We'd like a loan from your bank.

Haven't you all the money
you need for what you're doing?

Surely the state research department --

We'd like a loan.

How much?

One million pounds.

What possible security could you offer --

We have security.

This.

But what sort of security is this?

Take another look.

Connection completed.

Everything they have is now ours.

Turn the car around.

Look, I've been trying to get through
to Ms. Mason in Cornwall for the last
twenty-four hours.

I'm sorry, sir. All the lines in that
area seem to be disconnected.

Keep trying.

Lines can't still be out.

Lee hasn't even sent us any
data since the first batch.

Dr. Temple.

Oh, Arden...

I've been trying to get through to Lee but
they tell me something's wrong with the line.

No, no. I've come to take you and
your assistant down to the site.

You see, I've spoken to your doctor.
He's given permission for you to go.

Some urgent problems have come up.
Problems which would interest you immensely.

And there's no need for you to bring anything.

Not even a change of clothes. We're equipped
with everything you're likely to need.

Alright?

I guess so.

Allen, what's wrong?

Not this one.

Dr. Temple, I'm afraid we've made the
most stupid mistake. We can't take you.

Arden, what's happening around here?

Allen --
Get out!

Hello, Lee?

Temple? Blake here.

Could you come over to my
office for a few minutes?

It's important.

It's about the meteor project.

I'll be right there.

I've only got a minute, Blake. What is it?

Oh, I can't understand what's
going on down at that farm.

What do you mean?

Well, look at all these requisitions.

Numbers, cements, steel, electrical equipment...

Heavy-duty cable.

To examine meteorites?

Oh, that's not all.

Professor McCabe's wife called me this morning.

She tried to cash a small check
on their joint account...

And discovered that McCabe had closed out
the account to the last penny.

I checked on the accounts of the other
scientists on the meteor project.

They'd all done the same.

Lee Mason, too.

Excuse me, Mr. Blake. These just came in.

More requisitions.

Invoices to follow.

Shotguns.

Pistols.

expl*sives.

Each order signed by Lee Mason.

I'm going down there.

What about your doctor?

Tell him I got better.

Excuse me!

Can you tell me how to get
to the Roberts Farm?

Yeah, sure.

The Roberts Farm.

Yeah! It's a couple of miles
further on down the road.

Thank you.

What do you want to go there for?

Well, I'm a scientist. Some of my
colleagues are working there.

Well, if you get bored with your work...

You could always stop by and have a chat.

I might even make you a cup of tea.

With sugar.

I'll think about it.

Is this the Roberts Farm?

I said, is this the Roberts Farm?

Is this the Roberts Farm?

What do you want?

My name is Curtis Temple.

I'd like to see Ms. Lee Mason.

My orders are she's not to be disturbed.

Now, go!

Look, I'm not leaving here until I see Ms. Mason.

This is the only entrance and I'm
not letting you past.

The fence is electrified.

What are you doing?

Now, I would advise you to step back.

Because when I put this thing into gear...

... and it smashes through that fence...

... you're liable to find yourself hurt!

Or electrocuted.

Wait! I'll call her!

She's coming straight down.

Lee...

Why are you creating a disturbance,
interrupting our work?

The doctor told you not to come here.

I wanted to find out what was happening.

I also happen to be in love with you.

Sentiment? I will not have sentiment
interfering with our vital work.

What's the matter with you?

What is this work?

Can't you tell me what you're doing?

I might be able to understand, to help you.

You can help us, Curt.
You can help us more than you know.

By quietly going away!
Careful!

The fence is live!

Don't come here again or
try to contact any of us.

You can only keep us from our work.

When the right time comes,
you'll understand.

Goodbye, Curt.

Lee!

If this man comes here again, or tries

to get in, you know what to do.

Arden, I just --
Dr. Temple.

Ms. Mason warned me I might
run into you down here.

I would like to know what's going on down here.

I'm afraid I can't tell you.

Arden, look!

I'm involved in this as much as you are.

I don't think so.

You see, you're no longer one of us.

Lee!

I've got to talk to you!

How did I get here?

I found you in the road unconscious.

I've towed your car in for you.

How long have I been here?

About an hour.

What road did you find me in?

The one that goes to town!

What were you doing out there?

Which way is the town?

That way!

Thanks.

Thanks for everything.

It was a pleasure.

Mind giving me a lift to town?

Who are you?

What are you doing out here?

Waiting for you.

You are Curtis Temple, aren't you?

How did you know?

Stilwell, Internal Security.

Now, I suggest we find a less
conspicuous place to park.

And see if we can trade some information
about what's going on back there.

Nice little jalopy you have here.

So I was assigned to watch the team of
scientists that came down here.

They seemed alright.

Until they tried to crack open that meteorite.

After that, they started acting strangely.

Requisitioned all kinds of material,
got all the local labor they could...

... began to bring down other
scientists from all over the country.

There's been construction work going on
twenty-four hours a day ever since.

So far, I've not seen any sign of it.

What do you suppose they're up to?

I think I know.

But I'll have to speak to my superior
before I can bring you into it.

Just a minute.

Temple!

Stilwell!

Stilwell!

What's wrong?

What happened in there?

Stilwell, what happened?

Tell me!

Let me through! I'm a doctor!

Let me through.

Stilwell!

What happened in there?

Get back.

What is it?

Whatever it is, he's beyond help now.

When did this happen?

Just a minute ago.

I've never encountered
anything like this before!

I'll have to consult the local
health authorities and...

I'm speaking to you from the center of
the town that was struck by a plague.

The streets are deserted.

The inhabitants behind their doors.

The country's leading medical authorities
and a team of courageous nurses...

... have been rushed here.

As yet, there is no clue to the mystery malady.

The bodies of the victims have shown
no unfamiliar virus or bacteria...

... no trace of any organic malfunction
to explain the seizures.

Only the strange spots of blood which appear
on the bodies of those who will soon be dead.

And which have given the visitation its name...

'The Crimson Plague'.

Teams of researchers digging into the
vast treasury of medical experience...

... have found no record of any case
even remotely similar anywhere in the world.

Earlier we interviewed Dr. Frederick Andrews,
a member of the research team.

We have one more fact.

Unless we can find some place where the
victims of the plague can be isolated...

... beyond all possibility of even
remote contact with the living...

... the contagion might easily
spread over the entire country...

... and perhaps the entire world.

Dr. Temple...

Yes?

Who are you?
I'm Williams, with Internal Security.

Stilwell phoned me about you
just before he died.

Oh, yes. He wanted to ask you if he could tell
me what was happening at the Roberts Farm.

At that time, I told him he could.

Now, I've changed my mind.

It'd be a breach of security.

Then why did you come all the way down here?

To tell you to leave, Temple. Go back to your

telescope and leave the meteor site to us.

Look, Williams.

I think the secret of this scarlet plague
is right there in the meteor site.

Inside the farm.

And I believe it's your job to tell me --

Don't tell me my job.

Part of it is to keep people who don't understand
what's happening from meddling.

Just what is happening?

That I cannot and will not tell you.

I can only say that whatever ideas
you may have are sure to be wrong.

What is happening on that site, far from
destroying the human race...

... may very well save it.

What about the plague?

That's all I can say.

Except to warn you that for your own safety
and perhaps the safety of the whole world...

... stay away from that farm.

You've already been attacked by Ms. Mason.

You were lucky to have survived.

How did you know about that?
Next time it may be more serious.

And we can't protect you,
we can only warn you.

I advise you to heed that warning.

Doctor...

Can I help you, sir?

Yeah, fill her up.

You're new around here, aren't you?

No, I've been here for years.

What happened to the girl who worked here?

Girl? There's never been any girl here.

Yes, but when I was here before, there was...

This is the only road to
Roberts Farm and it's closed.

So turn around and go back on the road you came.

Not until I find that girl.

Temple, there was no girl.

There was no Stilwell.

They just didn't exist.

Now get out before you don't exist.

Go back!

We've orders to fire, Dr. Temple!

The plague continues to spread.

We have not yet identified it.

But some progress has been made.

A means have been found for disposing
of the bodies of the victims...

... to prevent their contact with those
who remain and have not been affected by it.

The means must be kept secret for the moment.

But there is now hope.

Attention! Attention!

All sectors...

Come out.

Mullane.

You are an intruder.

All intruders must be taken prisoner.

Come with me.

You look down that tunnel.

And you go down that one.

On the double!

Stilwell!

I warned you not to come here.

Now you'll have to take the consequences.

You won't shield this again.

Get him out of there, will you?

Hello, Dr. Temple.

I've come to tell you why you're here.

You've attempted several times to
interrupt a work of vital importance.

You've caused great damage...

... some of it not yet repaired.

However, when our work is
completed, you'll be free to leave.

In the meantime, if you're quiet and orderly,
you'll be brought your meals on time.

And perhaps even a few books to read.

Why are taking this trouble for me?

Why not just k*ll me?

That is not our way.

Unless you force us to.

Arden...

What's going on here?

I saw the plague bodies piled up.

Don't they constitute a risk of
contamination to you and to Lee?

Lee is quite well and in no danger.

She, in fact all of us, are far too vital
to the project to be put at any risk.

Now I must return to my work.

Wait a minute!

What is this work?

Last night I saw a rocket take off.

There's another one out there
now on the launching pad.

How can you possibly build
a second one so quickly?

It is the same one.

You were unconscious for forty-eight hours.
It returned the following night.

But the one I saw was going to the moon.

I knew you'd calculated that.

Yes, it went to the moon, and returned.

But that's impossible.

No propulsion system on Earth could
possibly send a rocket to the moon...

... and back within twenty-four hours!

The system we employ was not created on Earth.

Why these trips to the moon?

It is the only place where bodies of plague victims
can be buried without contaminating all humanity.

That is the work we're doing here.

What protects you and the others
here from contamination?

The meteorites brought the
plague from outer space.

We have found an immunizing agent, but it
would take months to produce it in quantity.

We have enough for those of us here.

And no more.

Our only hope is to bury the bodies where
they cannot infect the rest of mankind.

That is what we're doing here.

Every day.

I don't believe any of this.

You can believe what you please.

But don't try to interfere with us again.

Or you will be destroyed.

How's Temple?

He's conscious now.

Safely locked away.

We can't allow him to stay here. He's clever.

He'll try to find a means of escape.

From what Dr. Rogers tells me,
our work here is almost completed.

In a few days, we'll be finished.

Temple must not be allowed to interfere.

What do you suggest?

You have your g*n. Set it at maximum power.

And when you fire, aim directly at his heart.

Temple!

Someday you may thank me for that.

I warned you not to come here.

Lee...

I'm quite aware that you're there, Curtis.

I've got my p*stol trained on you.
I won't hesitate to sh**t.

You've seen too much.

You cannot be allowed to tell.

There he is!

Hey, stop!

Stop!

Look out! He's coming for us!

You fool! What have you done?

Untie me and take me back to the farm!

Not until I find out exactly who you

are and how you can be destroyed.

Imagine now... talking to you,

the thing that's taken over her mind.

I know you're there!

You're insane! Nobody'll believe you!

I love Lee Mason.

But I will destroy the shell of her body
rather than leave her in sl*very to you.

Think that over before you
force me to call for help.

Or do anything else that
might draw attention to us.

Where are you taking me?

To the home of a friend.

The only man I know who
might possibly believe me.

Now get down.

Get down!

You saw one of the victims of the plague, alive.

Stilwell. As plain as I'm seeing you.

All the world is pinning victims
of the plague to the meteor site.

You say the scientists keep them there in cold
storage and then send them to the moon.

Why?

That creature out there in
Lee's head knows the answer.

Maybe these victims of the
plague aren't really dead.

A woman in the town near the meteor site
claimed she saw her husband working there.

He'd been a victim of the plague.

She was sent to an insane asylum.

Yes, but I'm not mad.

You know, Farge, if we could only duplicate
the equipment I saw in that laboratory...

We could demonstrate the existence
of these creatures...

... and alert the world to what they're doing.

You think the answer has something
to do with electronic optics?

Yeah, that's why I came to see you.

But what's to prevent us from
being taken over as she is?

Well, in your case, nothing.

That's why you mustn't get near Lee.

Until we've tried something.

Tried what?

I think I've figured out why
they can't get at me.

We'll use the same protection on you.

Do you have any silver in the house?

Well, only knives and forks.

What about these?

Oh, no!

No!

Where can we melt them down?

Not my trophies!

But why silver?

The only reason I can figure is that silver
is that opaque to ultraviolet radiations.

And this thing I saw had a bright violet color.

Do you think this will work?

Mine did.

But yours is built in to your head.

Farge, I'm sorry, but...

I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you
to be the guinea pig for our next experiment.

Well...

We'll give it a try.

It's trying to leave her and
get through to you.

It can't get through!

No.

Now we've got to make a detector.

Like the one I saw the thing through in the lab.

Then we've got to find out what
makes these ray g*ns work.

What do we do with her
while we're doing all that?

Bring her with us and leave
her tied up in the workshop.

Why tied-up?

You'll see.

Just turn off the lights, Curt.

We'd better lock her up.

What for?

I think you're on the right track.

Curt!

Oh, Curt!

It's alright, darling. It's alright now.

Everything is fine.

Cosmic rays, concentrated.

That's what makes these work.

But they'll only stun human beings...

... for a length of time depending on the degree
of concentration we adjust them to.

But they can destroy those creatures.

We tested them carefully before trying it on you.

You tested them on whom?

First on animals. It didn't do them any harm.

And then?

We can detect them with these,
if you're interested.

And destroy them with these.

Yes, but what are they?

We thought you would be able to tell us.

I can't remember a thing.

I know I did work for them, but...

At what? Why?

What about the plague?

Do you know what it is?
And what do they do with the bodies?

Lee, about these rockets...

How can they possibly get to the
moon and back in twenty-four hours?

And why the moon?

I don't know.

Well, we've got to find out.

That's why we're going back there.

Only this time, armed and protected.

We'll set these g*ns at three.

That should knock out anyone it
hits for at least a few hours.

What do you intend to do when we get there?

First find our scientists.

And free them from these things
that've taken over their minds.

And then?

I don't know. We'll just have to play it by ear.

You said you'd crashed the barrier.
They must've mended it by now!

How will we get in?

I think that's where you come in.

Open the gate. I'm coming in.

That went off alright.

Try hard to rehearse as close as you can.

Close the gates.

They're closing the gate.

It's Allen!

The creature has taken over his body.

They suspect something.
I'll go over and talk to them.

You can't come in.

You know who I am.
My orders are to let nobody in.

Stay here.

Lee, run!

Don't forget these!

Come on.

Farge, hurry up.

Put on your helmets.

You're going to need to run.

Why, here you are, gentlemen.

It's time we were off.

I think that's the way

to the rocket launching site.

We seem to be ready for takeoff.

Rocket takeoff imminent.

Rocket takeoff imminent.

Clear the launching area.

Repeat: Clear the launching area.

Quick!

Inside the rocket before they close the hatch.

Hurry!

This must be the last phase of their plan.

We've got to keep it from taking off.

Stay here.

Get down! Quick!

We've gone into hyper-drive.

You mean, we're on our way to the moon?

Come on, Farge.

We've got to break through up here.

Dr. Temple, come up.

Welcome aboard.

Ms. Mason, nice to have you back.

And a new recruit.

What a pleasant surprise.

It was regrettable you ever left us.

You didn't expect me to wait to be k*lled.

We had no intention of k*lling you.

We'd come to a different decision entirely.

And now we can implement it.

This ship runs automatically.

We'll land on the moon in exactly three hours.

Nothing you can do can change that.

And when we land, you
will be taken to the Master.

What master?

The Master of the Moon.

Our great leader whose intelligence
planned and directed this whole project.

He himself will be able to watch
the removal of that annoying plate...

... and the occupation of your brain.

That knowledge that we need.
It's been too long withheld.

Please relax.

Enjoy your remarkable privilege.

A free trip to the moon.

These are three scientists from Earth
who found their way onto our rocket.

The girl was formerly one of us.

One of the others is the man
whose mind we could not control.

We will control it.

We have need of it.

I'll destroy myself first.

Silence.

sl*ves do not speak without permission
in the presence of the Master of the Moon.

Believe me, I am not your sl*ve.

If you should conquer and rule the Earth...

There will always be some
who will fight against you.

Conquer and rule Earth?
Why should we want to do that?

What possible satisfaction
or glory could we find...

... in ruling a race whose most intelligent life
force is little more than primitive savages...

... compared with our vast knowledge?

We come from a world called Zon...

... a planet in a system of a
faint star you call Leporis.

We Zons are the ultimate evolutionary form
of the highest life order in the cosmos.

Once, a million generations ago...

... we, too, had physical bodies.

But, as ages passed, we become
bodiless intelligences.

Pure, mental energy.

Too late, we realized our doom.

Mental energy alone could not survive.

In a few generations, we, the
highest life form in the cosmos...

... would cease to exist.

So the creatures on our planet built a spaceship...

... and we went forth to search

for the salvation of our race.

The ship crashed on this moon of your Earth.

Some of us came to Earth in meteorites.

We commandeered the brains

of your most intelligent scientists...

... who constructed the ship
which brought you here.

What was the purpose of the plague?

We needed workers.

Many of them.

We could make people appear to die.

Bring them here.

And revive them to work for us.

Your own government sent the
bodies of plague victims to the site...

... for your scientists to dispose of on the moon.

When the work has ended...

... they will be returned.

Unharmed.

What work are you talking about?

To rebuild our ship and
create a launching site for it.

We have travelled too many light-years
in search of an answer to our survival.

We have not found it.

We have grown old.

And weak.

We wish to die on our own planet.

We do not wish to harm anyone.

Take Dr. Temple to the operating room.

This brilliant brain, these hands...

... were the property of a skilled surgeon.

They will have no difficulty in removing

your silver plate...

... and substituting one
of a less troublesome metal.

So that you can apply all your abilities

to the furthering of our work.

Prepare to anesthetize.

Soon you will be one of us.

Ready.

Begin anesthesia.

Run! Run there!

Stop! Release him or I'll destroy your leader!

There are too many of us
both here and on Earth.

You will never destroy us all.

We have hearers which can detect you.

And g*ns which can destroy you.

And release the bodies of the victims.

To them we have lost.

We will die on a strange planet,
in a strange galaxy.

It was not necessary for you to try
to conquer and dominate.

We would've helped you.

All of us.

You need only to have asked.

We need only have asked?

Yes.

But it's still not too late.

Release the body you now hold.

As a sign of peace.

I promise you the people of Earth will help.

Not through force, but willingly.

Who are you?

Dr. Curtis Temple.

I'm Arnold Gray.