نخستین 200 خط.
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For centuries, men have been trying to produce gold artificially...
Because gold is the blessing and the curse of this world...
For gold, there is war between the clans, the tribes, the peoples...
For gold, people betray, pursue and kill each other...
So, tonight at 7:00,
the crucial experiment will be conducted.
Yes, sir.
- Who will be there? - Professor Achenbach
and his assistant, Engineer Holk...
and me.
Becker.
You know exactly what you've got to do.
Yes.
How long will you need?
About...
two minutes.
We'll make sure that, shortly before 7:00,
you'll be alone in the laboratory for two minutes.
Here.
There you go.
But be careful.
What's the matter?
But what if the professor or Holk is...
Are you related to those gentlemen?
- No, I'm not, but... - Well, then.
Don't worry, Becker.
Nobody will be harmed.
The effect isn't that strong.
- It isn't? - Sure.
All we're interested in is that the experiment fails.
Becker!
Pull yourself together, all right?
Yes. I just meant to ask.
See.
Take care, boy.
It will work out fine.
RESEARCH LABORATORY PROFESSOR ACHENBACH
HIGH VOLTAGE - CAUTION! MORTAL DANGER
Becker?
- Good evening, Professor. - So, how are you?
Everything all right?
Yes, sir.
- The pump installation? - I checked it.
- The grounding switches? - They're in place, Professor.
- What about the electricity? - It's ordered for 7:00.
Very good.
You're surely glad, Becker, that we're finally ready.
Yes, sure.
You've been working hard enough recently.
Where's Holk?
- Mr. Holk? - Yes?
Someone wants to urgently speak with you.
- Yes? - Brinkmann, from the press.
I have a few questions for you.
You come at the most inconvenient time, I have no time right now.
- Maybe you'll come back tomorrow. - I'm afraid it can't wait, sir.
I need some information about the experiment and Professor Achenbach.
You know he never talks about his work.
It won't take you very long.
All right, five minutes. Go ahead, what do you want to know?
Professor, there's a phone call for you.
Who is it?
A certain Professor Lundborg.
Lundborg?
I don't know him.
From Stockholm.
- From Stockholm? - Yes, Professor.
Yes? Achenbach here.
My apologies for disturbing you, my dear colleague.
I happen to be in Berlin and didn't want to miss...
Pardon?
From Stockholm?
No, no. I'm in Berlin.
It would be best if you called me again tomorrow.
Hello? Hello, dear colleague, just one important question.
Yes?
Yes, yes.
We can discuss this face-to-face tomorrow.
I have to end this call.
Until tomorrow, then.
- Barely two minutes. - Let's hope that was enough.
Here, let me repeat it.
Transformation of lead into gold by atomic fragmentation.
Flame shots of up to 50 million volts...
Five million volts, sir.
Don't throw the millions around like that.
And please stress
that this is not some kind of gold factory,
- but a purely scientific experiment. - Of course.
- Good-bye. - Thank you very much.
- Good luck. - Yes, thanks.
HIGH VOLTAGE - CAUTION! MORTAL DANGER
Excuse me, Professor. There was a man from the press outside,
and I had to tell him a little bit.
- I see. - Good evening, Professor.
Come on, let's start.
You already connected the load switch, Professor.
Yes, I did.
- May I switch over? - Yes.
For now, the gentlemen are right to have their doubts.
Our experiments have only been successful on paper thus far.
But Professor, how can you say that?
So we must prove it.
Today!
It will work out. I feel it.
Stop, one moment, please. Let me out.
Good night.
Turn on the machines.
Yes, I'll turn them on.
All right.
What's wrong with Becker today?
Becker?
He's probably just a little excited. I can understand him.
To be honest, Professor, I've got some stage fright myself.
Attention, Holk. Now.
Becker?
Turn on the surge generators.
But in the right order!
Yes, Mr. Holk.
Ready.
Ready.
Now.
Ready.
Ready.
Now.
Professor!
Professor!
Professor!
What's the matter, Becker?
What's the matter? Speak up!
Don't!
WERNER HOLK, ACCIDENT
Unfortunately, he's lost a lot of blood.
Everything is prepared for the blood transfusion, Doctor.
- Where's the blood donor? - He'll be here soon.
It's high time
if the blood transfusion is to be successful.
His pulse is weak,
irregular and accelerated.
Well, let's get everything ready.
Doctor?
The patient's fiancée is outside.
So? You can't let visitors in to a seriously injured patient now!
Certainly not.
But she asks to be taken as blood donor.
- Yes? - Yes.
Did you examine her? Blood type A?
Yes, sir. Blood type A and in perfect health.
Makes an excellent impression.
I think we cannot deny this to the young lady.
She pleaded for it.
Very well.
Bring her in. But hurry!
Please come in. The doctor has agreed.
- Are you scared? - No.
That's good.
- Doctor, the lady is here. - Fine.
Come in. There's not a minute to lose.
Good afternoon, Mrs. Schäfermann. Is Mr. Holk at home?
Werner.
Margit.
Good afternoon.
Your eyes are so clear and shining today.
- You've been brooding again. - Don't be so strict with me.
You've been reading those old newspaper clippings once again.
Yes, I have.
What else can I do?
- I'll never get rid of that story. - But, Werner...
I know what you're about to say, Margit.
It's been a long time and people don't think about it anymore.
Sadly enough.
Here, read this. There it is in black and white.
"Irresponsible negligence.
Boundless dilettantism."
And I'm supposed to let that hang on Achenbach?
No.
Not me.
He can't defend himself anymore.
He's not here anymore.
But I'm still here.
It was no accident. It was a malicious crime.
But I'll get those bastards.
I'll never forget the face of that Becker.
He knew about the dirty trick.
He wanted to say something, but then it was over.
Then came the unholy mess.
Margit?
- What time is it? - Almost 5:00.
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