Island Of Terror

Synopsis: A small island community is overrun with creeping, blobbish, tentacled monsters which liquefy and digest the bones from living creatures. The community struggles to fight back.
89 min

Steady as you go.

Steady now, steady.

All right,

let's have it on the truck.

Is that all they need?

Yes, I think so. How long

will it take to fill the order?

- Probably 3 to 4 weeks.

- We need a better service.

A boat once a week

isn't enough.

At least they could

install telephones.

- Yes. They promised them this year.

- Yes, and last.

- Morning, Campbell, Peter, Ian.

- Morning, Dr. Landers.

I'd like to mail these people.

More books?

You islanders are too hardy.

I have to keep busy.

You know, you and I

should take up chess.

I've nothing to do either,

except when Andy McCracken

has a drop too much

and tries to brig up the pub.

Why not try talking

to Dr Phillips over there?

He doesn't like company. That's why

he picked this isolated place.

No contact with the mainland.

- He's an odd one.

- Not really,

he's one of the top

research men in the worid.

- Researchers are like that.

- We wouldn't mind a bit of contact.

They don't care about us,

we don't pay enough taxes.

- Right, Constable?

- Speak for yourself, Ian.

- It smells like fog.

- I think it'll be a lovely evening.

If you weren't a newcomer,

you'd feel it.

A newcomer!

I've been here for ten years.

A newcomer just the same.


The cell cultures are prepared,

we can begin.

Are we going ahead without hearing

from Rome, New York, Tokio?

I've mailed them full reports.

They'll start when they get them.

The potential across the cell

membrane must be maintained

during the radiation of the nucleus.

- Is the tritium state complete?

- Yes.

- And the vapour applicator?

- It's been corrected.

- The connect problem has been solved.

- Good.

Now we've received

the infusion equipment,

I'm certain they'll understand

my reasons for going ahead.

I've waited

a long time for this moment.

If we're successful today, it may

well be we have the cure for cancer.

- Mrs. Bellows, come in.

- Thank you.

Go over there by the fire.

- What brings you here?

- I'm so sorry to bother you,

but I'm worried about Ian.

He hasn't come home.

- Sit down. I'll get you some tea.

- No, thank you.

Now settle down,

and tell me all about it.

Lan hasn't come home, he's three

hours late and that isn't like him.

I'm afraid something's happened.

I'm sure it's nothing.

Did you try the pub?

They haven't seen him.

I've been all round the village.

I'll tell you what,

I'll look for him,

you go home

and I'll bring him.

- Do you think he's had an accident?

- No, I'm sure everything's all right.

I'll take a look at your north

field near Philips' house.

Go on home

and don't worry.

I'll do as you say.

Sorry for being a nuisance.

- That's what I'm here for.

- Thank you very much indeed.


Lan Bellows!


Doctor Landers!

- Thank God.

- You're in a state.

- I am.

- Come in.

Sit over there.

Now, tell me, what's happened?

Now, listen. I'm not a man

that's easily shaken, Doctor.

- I know. Would you like a drink?

- No, no.

I've just seen something

and by all that's holy,

I just can't be sure,

but I think it's Ian Bellows.

You think it's Ian?

What's happened?

I don't know,

his body is all like jelly.

- Jelly!

- Aye. Like nothing I've ever seen.

There was no face just a horrible

mush with the eyes sitting in it.

Where did this happen?

Up near the peninsula,

on the path to Parson's Cove.

- Did anyone else see it?

- No, no, I don't think so.

Come on, I'll get my hat and coat.

We'll go over there.

It's a body,

but I can't recognise it.

- Those are Ian Bellow's clothes.

- Yes.

- What's happened to him?

- I don't know.

As far as I can tell, the body

doesn't seem to have any bones.

No bones?


You see.

I have to make a closer examination.

Let's get it back to the village.

- I'll get something to carry it on.

- I'll wait here.

Hurry up, will you?

It's definitely Ian. I recognised

the appendectomy scar and birth mark.

My God.

What will I tell Mrs. Bellows?

I'll come with you and give her

a sedative. She'll need it.

Don't mention the condition

of the body.

Of course not. I understand.

In fact, I don't want

this mentioned to anyone.

They'll have to know soon enough.

Not until I find out

what we're dealing with.

What are you going to do?

First, I'll go and see Phillips,

I need expert help.

- This is quite beyond my knowledge.

- What if he won't help, or can't?

I'll take the emergency launch and

visit Brian Stanley in London.

That's our only contact with

the mainland in case we need help.

Don't worry,

I'll come back immediately.

Who is this Brian Stanley?

He's the most eminent

pathologist in Britain.

Whatever this disease is, it's

virulent and could be contagious.

We might fly back, so build

a signal fire on Moor Heights.

That'll be all for today, gentlemen.


I do hope some of what

I've been saying has penetrated.

From your last papers, I doubt if

you'll progress beyond first aid.

Good day.

- Oh, Dr. Stanley.

- Yes?

- This is Dr. Landers.

- Yes, I heard your telephone message.

- How do you do? Won't you sit down?

- Thank you.

I practice on Peter's Island.

- Where's that?

- Off the East coast of Ireland.

- And what can I do for you?

Do you know of any disease

that could dissolve human bone?

No, I don't. Why?

We've discovered a body

without any trace of bone in it.

- No bone? Are you certain?

- Quite certain.

That's unbelievable!

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