All language subtitles for mission_impossible_s01e02_the_system

Just like I told you.

Every morning, 10 o 'clock, he takes us
on.

They built it for him.

I'm glad to see a man take care of
himself.

season's not starting so well for the
visiting team.

That's how the season finishes, the
counts.

Some teams are front runners, others
like to come from behind.

Maybe you should tell that to our
quarterback.

Last locker, second from the top.

Peanuts!

Connors has managed to evade the law for
over ten years.

However, a federal grand jury recently
indicted Connors, and he's been on bail

awaiting trial.

But in spite of police protection, the
state's only witness has been murdered.

Only one other man knows enough to
convict Connors, but law enforcement

are convinced that man will never talk.

Frank Marley is Connors' protege and is
being groomed to eventually succeed him

as head of the syndicate.

Marley's current operation is running
the syndicate's hotel casino in the

Bahamas. Your mission, Jim, should you
decide to accept it, is to ensure

Connor's conviction and thereby deliver
a body blow to the entire world of

organized crime.

As always, should you or any of your I
.M. force be caught or killed, the

secretary will disavow any knowledge of
your actions.

This disc will self -destruct in five
seconds.

Good luck, Jim.

Building plans show the counting room
below ground level at the rear of the

building. No windows, one steel door,
walls, floor, and ceiling of reinforced

concrete. And a new security system. As
far as I've been able to establish, it's

a very sophisticated, state -of -the
-art installation.

I'm still working on a way to bypass it.

How about Casey's gambling habits?

According to the information I put into
the computer at Connor's stateside

casino, she's lost over 50 ,000 there in
the last three months.

Well, I guess I just have no self
-control.

The other key to this will be the
communications between Connors and

Well, since running the casino keeps
Marley in the Bahamas, and conditions of

his bail prevent Connors from leaving
the U .S., they communicate only by

Which we'll have to tap in on. Yeah, but
it'll be tricky intercepting all those

calls. They use a scrambler system.

If I make it tough.

Well, Connors and Marley didn't get to
the top of the garbage heap by accident.

honest, tax -paying American citizen.

And I'd challenge anybody to prove
otherwise.

They're clever and they're cunning.

And if we make any slips, they'll be
deadly.

Come on, babies.

That's it. Come on.

That's all in a flick of the wrist and
clean, clean living, all right?

All right?

Trouble? Yeah.

The big guy hitting numbers.

Good

afternoon,

Mr. John.

Mason, Vince Mason.

Get your bets on, pal. I'm running hot.

Mr. Marley, our manager would like a
word with you.

Take a hike, buddy.

I'm making a... I wouldn't want to
disappoint on that.

Don't worry about the chips, Mr. Mason.

We'll take care of them.

All right, next shooter.

They don't look like a loser.

Well, I better be this afternoon.

Just be sure you wait till Max is in the
clear. I will.

The last guy that tried to switch on us
is tying his shoelaces with his elbows.

Well, I never wear lace -up shoes.

I wouldn't do that if I were you, Mr.
Marley. Oh, really?

Why not?

Because I've come a long way to sell you
some very valuable information.

What were these, calling cards?

I figure you listen seriously to a guy
who risks his life just to talk with

Talk?

What I'm selling is strictly private.

You have 60 seconds to talk.

I'm a hit man.

Last week I was offered a contract.

You're the man I was hired to kill.

I don't buy it. I decided not to take
the contract.

Because the way I hear it, you're going
to be top man when Connor steps down or

goes to prison.

So I figure I got a better future
keeping you alive than making you dead.

You still haven't told me what you have
to sell.

I'm selling the face of my replacement.

The man who's going to make the hit.

I know who they've hired.

Who's they?

I don't know.

They do their deals on the phone. They
use a scrambler.

Time's up.

I don't buy it.

No one would dare put out a contract on
me.

That's where you're wrong, Mr. Marley.

Dead wrong.

know that you're going to believe me.

He lays one hand on me and my price
doubles, maybe even triples.

If you change your mind, you can get a
hold of me in this number.

I'm an honest taxpaying American
citizen.

And I'd challenge any... Max would just
like Marley's office.

We're all set.

If he makes the call.

I'm scrambling now.

Frankie, how are you?

Fine.

Listen, I saw you coming out of court
the other day. I thought you looked

You think so?

I thought I looked kind of funny.

You? Never.

You make something funny.

A guy just walked into my office and
told me there's a contract out on me.

Do you believe him?

What do you mean, do I believe him?

Should I?

Hey, everybody knows you're like a son
to me.

You think anyone would do that to you?
They'd have to answer to me first.

You know that.

Yeah, I know that.

Listen, Frank, I'm going to be out of
town in the next couple of days.

They won't be able to contact me.

Where are you going? They don't have
phones?

I'm sending you a guy named Vanderson.

He's an auditor.

A money man, you know.

Let him see everything.

He won't hold anything back.

What's going on?

Don't get upset.

Everybody's being checked, Frankie. You
just have me first, that's all.

Listen, I gotta go. You take care. Bye.

All right. Let's see how Mr. Marley
likes that piece of news.

19, pay 20.

What do I see about credit?

I'm sorry, the casino doesn't extend
credit.

Not even for special fans from the
state?

Friends of Mr. Conner?

Why don't you have a drink in the
outdoor bar and I'll see if our manager,

Marley, can join you.

All right.

What a relief.

I was afraid you might be a little old
man.

I understand that you are a friend of
Mr. Connors.

I thought I knew all of the attractive
friends of Mr. Connors. Well, maybe I'm

secret friend.

At least at his casino.

Does a secret friend have a name?

Jackie.

That's all of it, just Jackie.

Well, it's more mysterious that way.

Well... Jackie Marshall, actually.

Well, mysterious Jackie Marshall.

What are you doing here?

It's very simple.

I'm here to kill you.

At the blackjack and roulette table,
that is.

Let me freshen your drink.

I have another one of these and a
martini.

This is Frank Marley.

I want a credit check on a Jackie
Marshall at the Stateside Casino.

No, no, do it now. I'll wait.

Yeah, I'm here.

And then every time I lose a bet, I
double the bet three times in a row.

I'll have you know I've won thousands
with this system.

I love system players.

If I'd known you had a system, I would
have sent a car for you.

I'll show you.

Just okay some credit for me tonight and
you'll see how well it works.

How much?

Five thousand.

Oh, right. You're certainly worth five
thousand.

Oh, I'm worth a lot more than that.

Maybe.

Give this to the cashier at the casino,
and he will give you $5 ,000 in chips.

How can I ever thank you?

Oh, well, think of something.

Hey, Jim.

I'm in position.

Fine, Grant.

The next money count is at 10 p .m.

Great.

I'll make myself comfortable here.

All right, Grant's in position.

Max is lying low. The next step is
Casey's.

4 -53 -62.

Six and six. No field for six.

Time

to

do the count, Mr. Marley.

No more of that, please, sir.

It's in red.

Come, easy, come.

We're having a pretty good night.

Some of this belongs to your lady
friend.

She's a good loser. We're going to find
out how good. She does it now.

Her credit's finished.

Unless she wants to make some other
arrangements.

That's my rowers on the blackjack table.

Get back to the floor as soon as you can
and keep an eye on them. Yes, Mr.

Marley.

The sucker's spitting real big.

They're sore losers.

I don't want them to make a noise about
it. Understand?

Yes, Mr. Marley, I understand.

Oh my goodness.

Jim, do you read?

Yeah, we hear you. I've recorded the
room, and I'm tapping into the security

monitor ten seconds from... now.

Chuck here.

Chuck, I left a small notebook down
there.

Could you see if it's on your desk
somewhere? Sure, I'll take a look, sir.

Sure. I think I must have left it
somewhere else.

Thanks.

Jim,

do you read?

I'm in trouble here.

Trouble, man. Let's move.

Come on, Jim. This thing's getting
awfully close.

We're at the casino main breaker now.

No, you're only going to have about five
seconds before their emergency

generator cuts in. Stand by.

I told you I wasn't to be disturbed.

I thought maybe I'd change your mind.

Who the hell is he?

He says his name is Anderson.

That's right, Anderson.

You were expecting me. I'm the auditor.

Auditor.

We're very happy with our own auditors.

Yes, well, Mr. Connors thinks it's time
we took a closer look at the bomb's

operation.

What's going on?

All of a sudden, the syndicate doesn't
trust me.

Mr. Marley, I'm operating under
instructions. Mr. Conner's instructions.

very explicit.

Now, if you've finished your rubdown,
perhaps we could take a look at last

night's cash count.

You can wait till I take a shower.

What did you say with your account of
last night's 10 o 'clock bag?

173 ,006.

I make 198 ,006.

That's 25 ,000 more than you reported
here.

What was going to happen to that 25
,000?

You've made a mistake.

Count again.

No mistake.

Wilson?

198 ,600.

Now, are you saying that somebody got in
here and broke open the safe and put 25

,000 more into the bag?

I've been making this count for seven
years. Up until now. Up until now,

nobody's checked it.

Nobody's had to.

Maybe that was their first mistake.

I don't like what you're saying.

Well, frankly, I don't like what I'm
seeing, but I suggest you find out what

went wrong and fix it.

Nicholas, I'll have the exact
specifications in just a couple of

I knew you'd get back to me.

It's not fun being on a hit list.

Forget the jokes.

I still don't buy your contract story.

You called me.

You're the one who wanted to talk.

You said you were approached by phone.
By who?

I already told you. I don't know.

You know the name of the guy they sent
to hit me?

This guy has a dozen names.

But only one face, and I know it.

All right.

You watch my back.

This guy shows.

You tell me.

You don't.

And I'm not the only guy dead, you
understand?

Yeah.

I think you need a bit of a curl on the
Y.

Yeah, not bad.

That's him.

A little more work on the eyes, huh?

And for the hard way.

How's the

system? Got a new one.

Guaranteed to beat the house.

All I need is a little capital.

No more credit. Even for friends.

No credit. Just a check.

For $2 ,500.

It's good.

Your man can call it back.

All I want you to do is okay it.

It's the last time.

You're being very nice to the person
who's about to beat the house.

$25 ,000?

Is there some problem?

You'll find Mr. Marley's okay there.

I can see that, ma 'am.

But you'll excuse me.

A check of this size we always confirm
with Mr. Marley personally.

I'm sure you'll understand.

I apologize, ma 'am, for keeping you
waiting.

Not at all. It was worth waiting for.

Ten o

'clock count, Mr. Marley.

I'll join you.

Who's he?

He works for me.

What he does is my business.

You're on, Nicholas.

Wish me luck.

Wait out here.

Am I looking well?

This is Marley.

Yes, sir. Take over for Carl. I want to
see him in my office.

Is anything wrong, Mr. Marley? No, no,
no. Come on in, Carl. Come on in.

I just need a favor from you, that's
all.

I want to use those hands of yours.

My hands, sir?

Come on, Carl. You know what I mean.

I wouldn't like to do anything wrong,
sir. I could get myself into trouble. I

could lose my license.

It wouldn't be the first time, would it?

You could also lose your job. You like
your job, Carl.

What exactly is it you want me to do?

and a lady.

There she is.

I want her to win $25 ,000.

Mr. Marley, $25 ,000. There'll be a
bonus in it for you, Carl, and you get

keep your job and your license.

You better get back to work now.

Really pays to have an auditor around,
doesn't it?

Do you always go that way?

Why shouldn't I?

Well, someone could be studying your
habits.

Let's go this way.

Casey's about to become a very wealthy
woman.

This dealer's going to cooperate?

I don't think he's got much of a choice.

Three. No more bets.

Is 5 ,000 the limit?

Yes, ma 'am.

I like all the limit.

Black Jack?

Lucky lady.

Yeah.

Stop

it,

sir. They make me really nervous.

Better nervous than dead.

Next time I'm in, I'll be around.

Oh, there's not going to be a next time.
Just get out of here. I'll cover you.

Hey,

come on.

Those bullet hits work just fine.

What's going on?

We're talking about you, Mr. Marley.

Well, you can do it someplace else.

How much was the check you cashed for
his lady friend?

Twenty -five thousand.

It had your account on it, Mr. Marley.

I even double -checked it with you on
the floor.

I never okayed a check for $25 ,000. And
then you had your dealer feed her

another $25 ,000 from the blackjack
table. You're crazy.

I didn't do any of this.

It was right here in your office, Mr.
Marley.

You said I'd lose my job if I... All
right.

Somebody is trying to set me up.

I'm going to find out who it is.

Gentlemen.

You may be in the clear, Wilson, and
maybe not, but I think it's time you

figured out which side you're on.

I'm being set up and you're part of it.
I was only trying to beat the casino.

I don't buy it.

Now, I want to know who and why.

Talk, or I'm going to rearrange your
face.

Right.

It was Connors.

You're lying.

I was sent to frame you so that Connors
could justify it to the syndicate when

Mason hit you. Mason just saved my life.

It was all part of the setup.

Connors is my friend.

Friendship only goes so far.

Why do you think he told you you
couldn't reach him for a few days?

He's at home.

It's because you're the only man alive
that can testify against him.

And now you're a dead man.

Not yet, sweetheart.

Not yet.

Give me Bob Connor's bag.

Hello. Hello, Bob.

It's your buddy, Frank Marley. You know,
the fringe you set up.

Frank, are you crazy?

This line could be tapped.

Call me on the scrambler.

If you have time to hit me, I don't
think so.

What are you talking about?

I don't understand.

Why, Bob?

You're like a father to me. You could
have trusted me. I do trust you,

I do trust you.

Call me on the scrambler and tell me
what's happened.

What happened, huh?

It's a trial. I'll tell you what
happened. In front of a judge, I'll tell

what happened.

Johnny. It's okay, Mr. Connors. He won't
be giving you any more trouble.

What? Who is this?

Relax, buddy. You can't go far.

What's going on? No, it's all right,
Jackie.

Frank, come on. We can negotiate this.

You know, you and Bob Connors are old
friends.

Give me the federal prosecutor in
Camden, New Jersey. Tell him Frank

wants to talk to him.

It seems at long last Bob Connors will
have his day in court.

Mission Impossible will be right back.

This is Joan Lunden. Tomorrow, Charles
Gibson begins a special week -long

across America, The Vote and the Voters.

Also this week, Stephanie Beecham, John
Forsythe, and Sheena Easton on Good

Morning America.

Now stay tuned for Commando, the ABC's
Sunday night movie starring Arnold

Schwarzenegger, now.