Puppet Master III: Toulon's Revenge

Wait here. I don't know how long I'll be.

Yes, sir.

Heil Hitler.

He won't last five minutes.

How do you know?

Because the others didn't.

Doctor Hess, General Mueller is waiting impatiently for the results of your Deathcore project.

I know! I know!

We are generous enough to give you a lab with the best of equipment...

... and the freedom to proceed as you wish.

We expect something in return. This just won't do.

Well, then perhaps General Mueller should have given this project to Mengele or one of the other butchers instead of me.

The loss of our troops on the Russian front is crippling us.

You said you could devise a drug that would give this dead soldier movement...

... so he could be used as a shield for the living troops, yes?

If you lied about your abilities, then you are a traitor, doctor.

I didn't lie!

- But I need more time! - I don't have the authority to extend time...

... but I must report your failure.

This world ain't big enough for the both of us, partner.

I will conquer the world, and there's nothing you can do to stop me.

I wouldn't say that, you sidewinder.

I never know what they're going to do or say.

Let me hide in your pocket.

You have been stealing.

Father, I didn't steal a...

Peppermints, peppermints everywhere, look.

It's a good job you put plenty of candy into Peter's pocket...

... or we might have been very angry with you. Mightn't we, Peter?

I will forgive him.

All right, children. Now the puppets are very tired. They must go to bed now.

Sleep? Puppets need to sleep?

Puppets need sleep just as much as you do.

Goodbye.

Please come back and see us again soon.

Ok, Mr. Toulon.

Come, Peter. Come, children.

Come, Peter.

You have a devoted audience, Mr. Toulon.

I know I'm devoted to them.

They love your puppets.

The children enjoy the show, and I'm rewarded by their laughter, which is honest.

If not always prudent.

I wonder if they laughed so hard if they truly understood what they were watching.

Oh, I'm sure they would. Political satire is one of the marks of a healthy society.

I didn't get your name.

Lieutenant Erich Stein.

Fellow puppeteer.

I've been carving marionettes since I was ten years old, and I must say your craftsmanship is superb.

You are very kind, Lieutenant.

How do you manipulate them without string-works?

Motorization. It is my own method.

Fascinating.

Almost like magic.

One day, I'd like to see you work.

I'm sure that could be arranged.

You are an artist, Mr. Toulon.

I just hope that you'll be allowed to continue practicing your art.

Eight shows a week is enough practice for me.

Quite.

For your own sake, you might consider changing the subject matter of your shows.

It is just a puppet show. The children like it as it is.

Well...

Thank you very much. Goodnight, Mrs. Toulon...

... and goodnight to you.

Fellow puppeteer.

Good night.

My god.

Just a young man, I assure you.

He wanted to frighten me.

He didn't. I think he was impressed with my work.

For all the wrong reasons. Lieutenant Stein could be a real problem, my darling.

Not if we don't show fear.

Come on my friends. Time for dinner.

You gave quite a performance tonight.

How come you always manage to be first in line for dinner, eh?

You have such a big appetite.

You could easily be the first in line if you wanted to, because you are bigger than anybody else.

But you're not a bully-boy, are you?

And you, always laughing about everything, always joking as a friend of mine would say.

And for you, well, life is just one big battle for you, isn't it?

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, and you are happy as a sandboy.

You know, Elsa, for years I have been trying to paint you a portrait.

Oh, Andre, you didn't.

No, no, no. Every time I tried, you finished up looking like my mother.

I'm hopeless with canvass and paint.

Oh, Andre.

It's beautiful.

She is the image of you.

Oh, darling.

What have I done to deserve you?

You didn't do anything.

Experienced men are very sexy.

Sometimes, I think my life began when I met you...

... and now I would die without you.

I'm never going to leave you. Never.

The show itself is a disgusting burlesque of the Fuehrer and makes a mockery of the Reich.

Yes. Have the men ready to leave immediately.

Sir, there is something else.

Yes?

Lieutenant, what is this?

I may be wrong but it seems as though these wooden figures are walking about on their own.

You're not mistaken, sir.

Well...

Explain this.

I really can't, sir.

Mr. Toulon has developed a method of animating his puppets without string.

He claimed they were motorized, but it's much more than that.

I've seen them walk.

React to sound as if they could hear.

It's as if they were alive.

Stein...

... have you lost your senses?

It's the truth, sir.

In the pictures.

Well, Krauss, I must speak to Toulon before the Gestapo does.

Impossible.

Have the car brought around.

I never take things at face value...

... but if Stein is even half-right, this could be very important to my work.

If Toulon has the information, I will get it for you, doctor.

Oh, yes, yes. And you'll end up killing him, and we'll learn nothing.

You have an obligation to the Deathcore Project too.

I have an obligation to expose the dissident and to silence him!

If Toulon can be of use, I'll take that under consideration.

Get me General Mueller.

It's doctor Hess.

Yes, it's urgent.

Mueller, yes?

I'm sorry to bother you, General, but we have a matter brewing that might delay the progress of the Deathcore Project indefinitely.

We need to talk to a puppeteer named Andre Toulon who can assist us.

No, I understand, you need to speak to Toulon before Krauss clubbers him up in his torture chamber.

Put him on.

It's General Mueller for you.

Yes?

Major, I want you to cooperate with doctor Hess completely, and that's an order...

... and I don't want this kind of call again.

I'm tired of separating you two like fighting schoolboys.

Yes, sir, General.

My only request is that ... ... you let my men do the job.

Do not interfere.

We wouldn't want to see you injured, Hess.

Just like the real thing, huh?

Only more intelligent.

This theatre is closed...

... by the authority of the German High Command.

Your career as an entertainer is over, Mr. Toulon.

This is one of the puppets I was telling you about.

Doctor?

Mr. Toulon...

... I would like to talk to you later about your work.

And here's... the miracle, yes?

That's what I saw, yes.

That shouldn't be difficult to analyze.

All we need is the process.

- Mr. Toulon, would you work with me when... - No!

Elsa, Elsa.

Take what you want, you bastards, and get out of here.

That would be you, puppeteer.

Oh my god, what have they done.

Put him in the second car, and take him to Gestapo headquarters.

I'm not leaving my wife.

Elsa, my darling.

I'll call for an ambulance. Get him out of here!

You'll be all right, I promise you. You'll be all right.

Leave me alone, damn you filthy murdering swine.

And put the toys in with the toy-maker.

Elsa!

I believe it's time to get back to work, doctor.

My god, Krauss, that wasn't necessary.

You got what you needed.

And this will solve all your problems, doctor?

If the pictures are correct, I know it will be of use.

But a great deal depends on Toulon sharing his secret.

I'm under orders as well, and... the higher authority wants a demonstration of your results... yesterday.

I'll get with Toulon... as soon as Major Krauss makes it possible.

You should have waited to kill the woman. We need this man's cooperation.

It was stupid of you, Krauss. Unworthy of you.

General, I don't see the death of the Jew woman as a problem.

Yes?

They're both sitting in front of me now.

I see.

Thank you.

You ought to be congratulated, Krauss. Mr. Toulon has escaped your custody.

Hurry.

All clear, Major.

I want a thorough search of the living quarters.

- Nothing. - Get out.

Major, we have looked everywhere and found nothing.

All right.

- Burn it. - Yes, sir, Major.

- Search every building within a five-block radius. - Yes, sir.

Mr. Toulon, you... are a genius.

"Pharmacy"

Leeches. You suck our life's blood away.

Elsa... Oh god.

No thing must stop me from seeking you out and making each one of you to your knees for what you have done. And you will cry me "mercy," and I will have none.

No mercy, my friends. No mercy.

What are you doing?!

Guard! Guard!