shout.
l'm not going to kill or rob,
l'm here on business.
What business can it be?
You're like a thief...
Excuse me.
My last name is Leclerc.
My first name is Gaston.
I’ve never been a thief.
So go away. Go away.
lf I go away, Mademoiselle Montrose'
whom you know, will be dead.
You know where
Mademoiselle Montrose is now?
Of course, I do.
Zoya Montrose is now
in the Blackbird Hotel
with a man dressed
in a black coat and a hat.
l'm calling the police.
You'll go with me.
I think, Mister Rolling,
it would be wiser not
to involve the police in this matter.
We can manage on our own.
Madame Montrose entrusted me
with sending to his forefathers'
through an easy death' an engineer
living at Rue de Chemin Vert, 63.
Her instructions
have been carried out.
We could get to a guillotine!
All right' all right.
Where're your people? Let's go.
Here's my apparatus.
lt took two years of struggle and cost
the lives of two of my assistants
to build this apparatus.
I’ve reduced the beam
to the width of a knitting needle.
What can you offer me
in exchange for Rolling?
l'm an expensive woman.
The olivine belt.
What?
The olivine belt.
lt's hard to explain.
- Hello?
- Hello, Garin.
lt's Shelga's speaking.
From Leningrad. Remember me?
What do you want?
I have a message
for you from Mantsev.
Come here in an hour.
ln twenty minutes
we'll have to leave.
A man called,
who came from the Soviet Union.
He wants to persuade me to return.
So you're asking
what the olivine belt is?
lt's the power over the world,
that's what the olivine belt is.
l'll hire your Rolling
to be my doorkeeper.
You'll be not just a rich woman,
but a very rich woman.
l'll build your temples
on all the five continents
and crown your
images with grapes.
How vulgar.
I hope you're joking.
No' l'm not joking.
Two years of struggling, and l'll
get through the boiling olivine.
All right.
The olivine belt is in the future.
What do you have now?
Two cars, eight men.
They came for us.
Those seem to be Rolling's cars.
Make up your mind, Zoya, yes or no.
There won't be another chance.
You're crazy.
Run for your life!
Eight men is nothing!
No matches.
Matches!
A telegram, open up!
Slip the telegram under the door.
When you're told "open up"'
you ought to open up.
- ls the woman here?
- Yes, here.
- Give her up, and we'll leave you.
- Get out!
ln a minute
none of you will be alive.
Gaston!
Done away with everybody.
lt's me, Shelga!
Take care of the apparatus!
l'm waiting!
Get out.
lfyou're staging a death
verdict here, I protest!
ln the name of the law,
in the name of humanity,
as a Christian, I protest!
l'm offering... a ransom.
Any ransom.
I might as well have killed you there.
- A ransom.
- No.
My participation in your
strange enterprises?
Yes.
All right, l'll receive you tomorrow.
l'll have to think over
your proposals again.
Right here.
Don't be silly, Rolling.
And your behavior, Mademoiselle...
lt's unheard of!
Treachery, debauchery!
Go to hell! Talk with Garin.
Come here.
I need your money.
I will blow up
your competitors' plants
and you'll become the chemical
king of the whole world.
There're four of us here, not three.
He's a witness.
- Who's he?
- Sign it.
Garin' get the apparatus!
So you've seen the hyperboloid in
action with your own eyes?
Yes, I have.
Guns, gases, airplanes
are just kids' games.
lt's not Garin alone involved here.
Garin and Rolling.
Yes...
The lethal machine and billions.
One could expect anything.
But really, what
can they do now?
What do you mean "what"?
I could get a bullet through
the window.
But Garin needs me.
He knows I have the coordinates
of Mantsev's winter stay.
He will come to me.
Too bad you didn't manage
to take the apparatus from him.
I hadn't figured out the right move.
I had no time to think.
And Garin had thought out
everything in advance.
He and Rolling are up to
committing a crime.
Right.