All language subtitles for The Protectors s01e12 Triple Cross

How many, sir? Fill her up.

Car wash, sir.

No, just fill up the tires.

2628.

3622.

Could you possibly give us a lift?

I'm going to Bangkok.

Well,

could you drop us in London on the way?
Why not?

Are you here for business or pleasure?

Well, a little bit of both. How about
you?

Me?

Strictly for business, Mr. Rowe.

Drive.

Mr.

Rowe's residence.

For you, madame.

Thank you. Contessa di Guantini.

St. Mary's Hospital? Yes, I'll hold on.

What is it?

The casualty department of St. Mary's
Hospital.

Yes.

Yes, I know him.

Of course, I'll come straight away.

Was it Harry?

An accident?

Was he hurt?

Harry is dead.

Special delivery.

Pay off your friend, darling.

Drop her off on the motorway.

Maybe she can hitch a ride back to
London.

See you later.

Why don't you tell me what this is all
about?

One thing I can tell you, mate.

You're going to be among friends.

Didn't Charlie promise you?

Harry! You too.

How did it happen? A fake accident
report.

We walked straight into it. Correction,
we ran straight into it. You should be

flattered, Harry Rule. Okay, okay. This
is no time for an inquest.

Later, maybe.

Right now, I want to show you this
little gadget.

Now, pay attention.

So I'm only going to explain it once.

That is stuff.

It's dynamite.

Now, this thing with the wires is a
little spring -loaded detonator, all set

go off in exactly eight hours.

It's connected to a radio receiver.

Now, the transmitter, see, is sending
out a little signal.

Do you hear that?

Beep, beep.

Now, if you get clever, all I've got to
do is turn off the transmitter and bang,

no bother.

Any questions?

No, no, no.

It's clear.

Got a complaint, though. No, no, I mean,
it won't do nothing right now if I

switch it off.

But you can bet your lot it will once
she's loaded, Mr. Rule.

You got all that, Harry?

Don't worry.

He ain't the one who's gonna need it.

I wouldn't jump up and down on that
thing if I were you, mate.

Well, while you're in an expansive and
explaining mood, would you mind telling

us what this is all about?

Why not?

Have you got this little get -together
lined up for this afternoon?

Is that so?

That is so, Mr. Rule.

With a certain Mr.

Koufax, a fancy social register
shipowner, and I'll be coming along

with you.

You'd do anything to get into high
society, wouldn't you?

You got it, darling.

Now, just so as we understand each
other, don't forget my little switch on

transmitter. All I got to do is flick
and bang.

Do you want to try it?

Not at the moment.

Here's the radio for you.

Just to remind you of your friend Paul
Boucher.

As long as you can hear the beep, it
beeps. He's got no worries.

Okay. You design the security system on
Koufax's pad.

We'll be watched by closed -circuit TV.

I'll have to flick the lights six
seconds in a row. Great.

Don't forget the beep -to -beep, will
you?

Good morning, Mr. Rule. Hi.

I'd like to meet the Contessa di
Contini.

I'm honored, Contessa.

And, uh... And my associate, Paul
Boucher.

Oh. Well, I assume you have no secrets
from Mr. Boucher? It seems that way.

Good.

So, now I can tell you why you are here.

I want you to help me to restore this
cross to its former splendor.

The gems, you know, were first stolen by
the Crusaders as they made their way to

more holy pastures.

Eventually they were found and
reassembled and brought home where they

entrusted to a very famous and talented
gem setter.

Very like our Mr.

Nervonok here.

Well, he promptly stole the gems and
made his getaway with some pirates who,

with a true sense of justice, cut his
throat.

Yes, well, they were stolen and found.

and re -stolen a total of eight times.
But never once were they re -set in the

cross.

This time they will be set in the cross,
and the cross returned to my homeland.

It is to be the one great pious act of
my sinful life.

Where are the gems now?

They are being flown in from Amsterdam,
due to arrive in London in three hours'

time.

Until this moment, only I and my Dutch
friends knew of this fact.

Well, sir, now it is up to you to make
sure that the gems arrive here safely.

Three hours.

That should be okay. We can hire an
armored truck and some reliable guards

that time.

An armored truck, will that not attract
attention?

Yes, an armored truck will attract
attention.

Oh, a diversion.

Say no more. One does not hire Rubens
and then lean over his shoulder to tell

him how to paint.

But, um... But... You know... You know
that you have my complete

trust. Totally.

But... I think that I will be there
myself.

With my private detective.

And a few others.

Just, uh... Just in case we try to steal
them ourselves.

We are all human, Contessa.

Here's a duplicate of the package you're
going to collect.

Just make sure I get the real one.

And the transmitter?

Stays on two hours after we clear the
airport.

If we're followed, bang.

You mean we take your word for it?

It means you take it or leave it,
darling.

We could have handled all this, you
know, sir.

Which vehicle has carried the jewel,
sir?

Only Harry Rule knows.

Don't worry.

He's a very clever man in his work.

He's going to use the truck after all.

If we make it, I'll see you at the
house.

You're coming with us?

No, I think I'll walk. Something tells
me I'll need a little exercise.

Empty.

It's a double cut.

The radio directional equipment is in
the van. All right, you can work out the

frequency from the receiver.

We'll exit through the back.

All right.

The thing was set to go off in eight
hours. That means we've got less than 50

minutes to go.

I still can't get a trace. You mean
we're out of range? That's what it looks

like.

There. There's the transmitter. Now it's
presumably still with Charlie.

It's a strong signal not too far away.

Pinpoint it.

It won't take us to Paul.

No, but laughing Charlie will.

There's something very odd about it.
It's coming from fairly high up.

Are there any tall buildings in this
area?

Negative.

It's settled for a windmill.

Harry? The transmitter's still working.

See if he's got the keys to the
handcuffs in his pocket.

Well, whatever you come up with, it
won't help Paul now. How much time do we

got?

25 minutes. We'll never find him in
time.

Where's Paul Boucher?

Where?

It's Charlie.

Want to see Charlie?

Take a look.

Yeah, he's dead.

Where's that farmhouse?

Charlie! Where?

Harry, who killed him?

Charlie? Yeah, why?

One thing's been bugging me. How was he
able to match that package at the

airport? Give us an exact duplicate of
the real one. I don't know.

Only Koufax could have told him. Maybe
he worked for Koufax. A double cross.

And if Koufax killed Charlie, a triple
cross.

624.

That gives us hardly more than five
minutes.

Four

minutes.

There's the main highway.

Viens ici.

Allez.

Allez -vous -en.

Filez.

Viens.

Viens monter.

Viens ici.

You know, in less than two minutes,
Harry, that bomb is going to go off. For

Paul's sake, let's hope our timing's
wrong.

There it is.

And we get this thing out of here.

Well, that's quite a story.

One question, though. He doesn't give
Koufax a clear motive.

Well, how do you like $3 million
insurance for a clear motive?

I like it very much. What do you hear
about that? The customs declaration form

you signed at the airport.

The fine print. The fine print. You
should always read the fine print. Okay,

let's talk to Koufax.

That leaves you the drainpipe.

I was curious.

That piece was on sale in Rome my last
week.

Drop the gun, Mr. Rule.

Well done.

Stay where you are.

Contessa, don't be foolish.

These things are priceless.

As an expert, you must appreciate that
any violence in this room will do no

whatsoever.

Stop her! There isn't a genuine piece in
this room.

How about just a piece of chinois three?

Contessa! Perhaps you prefer a fake
Hellenic head.

What do you say to that, sir?

The value of my collection is well
known. Every major item in this room has

found its way into the sale rooms in the
last six months.

Ever since your company took a stock
market beating on the Alaskan oil

concessions.

Are you suggesting that Gregor Koufax is
broke?

I'm suggesting that $3 million in
insurance money might come in pretty

just now.

I want them arrested now. You saw
yourself the gems stolen.

True.

But the recovery was pretty prompt.

The contents of the ups, they're safe.

You did that with a certain amount of
feeling, Harry Rule.

Now, didn't I tell you about how I lost
40 cents on the dollar in that deal?

Harry.

Yes, my limey angel?

I'd like to make a proposal to you.

Yes?

My direction -finding equipment.

Yes?

Well, I think... Yes?

That... Both our offices should share
the cost of a replacement.

No.

I'm bringing it up at our next general
meeting.

I'll oppose it.

Look, I'm burning. Will you put some
more of that junk on me?

I just did it. Give the son a chance.

Listen, I'm burning. I can feel it.

You just want your back rubbed. You
never know where that'll lead.

Well, I don't know about that, but I'm
telling you, I can feel it.

About my equipment.

I'll oppose it.

I told you, I'll bring it up at our next
general meeting.

In the avenues and alleyways,

where the soul of a man is easy to find.