All language subtitles for The Invaders s01e17 The Condemned

Next, the invaders in color.

Mr. Tate, hurry, please.

They'll find us. Any place we go,
they'll find us. All right, Ed. Just

easy.

Take it. Steady, steady.

Good.

The Invaders.

A Quinn Martin production.

Starring Roy Finnis as architect David
Vincent.

The Invaders.

Alien beings from a dying planet.

Their destination, the Earth.

Their purpose.

To make it their world.

David Vincent has seen them. For him, it
began one lost night on a lonely

country road looking for a shortcut that
he never found.

It began with a closed, deserted diner
and a man too long without sleep to

continue his journey.

It began with the landing of a craft
from another galaxy.

Now, David Vincent knows that the
invaders are here, that they have taken

form. Somehow, he must convince a
disbelieving world that the nightmare

already begun.

The guest stars in tonight's story,
Ralph Bellamy, Marlon Mason,

Murray Hamilton.

Tonight's episode...

they condemn.

A little girl's story of a truck that
melted and disappeared eventually

the newspapers and the eyes of David
Vincent.

Aware that such things can happen in the
nightmare world of the invaders, David

Vincent had come here to Sands Point,
Oregon.

And now, a nightmare enlarges as the
girl describes a man seen running from

ill -fated truck.

A man she had recognized as Morgan Tate,
head of a nearby communications

laboratory.

Attention, attention.

The arrival will be five miles east of
Den Mute. We will have a disembarkation

at eight kilometers east of Bournemouth
in the night of July 7th at three in the

morning. We expect a landing on July
17th at three in the afternoon, about

kilometers southeast of John Mute.

Eighteen members of the team will be in
London at three in the morning.

In the night of July 7th at three in the
morning.

There will be a landing five miles east
of Bournemouth on the night of July 7th,

3 a .m.

Eighteen of our people to be moved into
the London area.

Repeat. There will be a landing five
miles east of Bournemouth on the night

July 7th, 3 a .m.

Eighteen of our people to be moved into
the London area.

Take the usual preparatory steps.

Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr.

Vincent, isn't it? David Vincent, yes.

My name is Louis Dunn. I'm leasing most
of the plant for Mr. Tate. What can I do

for you?

Well, I wanted to see Mr. Tate.

He's out of town for a few days. Perhaps
I can help.

Well, I'd like to see him personally. Is
there a number where he can be reached?

I'm not at liberty to give out that
information.

If you leave your number, I'll have Mr.
Tate contact you.

Well, I don't know where I'm gonna be
staying so I'll have to call and let you

know. Thank you

David Vincent.

David Vincent. Okay, sir. Thank you.

Hey, Colin!

Dick, don't call the police.

Hold it right there, mister, until the
cops get here.

Joey, there's nobody there.

Try searching further out this time.

You're wasting your time. You're not
going to find a corpse out there.

Then what happened to us, Mr. Vincent?

I've already been through this with the
sergeant.

I won't say another word until you've
looked inside that plant.

You're going to stick to your story that
Mr.

Dunn and the others were trying to frame
a man they never saw before.

Is that it?

You won't believe any explanation I give
you right now. Not until you've seen

what's inside that plant.

All right.

Time for fun and games.

Take over, Steve. Let's go.

Is that all the men that were there?

That's right.

Mr. Finney, we'd like to have a look
around inside the plant.

I'm sorry I'm not authorized to let you
into the plant.

I'm sure it'll be all right, Mr. Finney.
Officer, it's a matter of security.

You see, we've been working on some
government contracts.

Government contracts?

First I've heard about it.

I'll tell you what.

Let's talk to Morgan Tate about this.

That won't be possible, officer.

Let's leave that up to him, okay?

I only wish we could.

Unfortunately, Morgan Tate is dead.

Mr. Finney witnessed almost the entire
fight.

That's right, sir.

I'm almost positive the man he killed
was Mr. Tate.

Now, look, Clint.

You've got such a big deal.

All I want are a few simple facts.

Is that asking too much?

I've told you everything I can.

How can we go into court with this kind
of garbage?

What is it with you?

Look, Mr. Tucker... No!

You look!

I've been appointed to defend you,
friend.

But I can't.

Not without your help.

You've just got to level with me.

Or else you've had it.

All right, I'll level with you.

I begin by saying that Morgan Tate is
alive.

What if I told you Lewis Dunn is a
creature from another planet? He's not

working on government contracts. He's
working to conquer our government.

Huh? Lewis Dunn believes Tate is dead.

But he knows I didn't do it. He thinks
Tate died in a truck that was

disintegrated by a spaceman -like
contraption.

By framing me for a murder that never
happened, he thinks he's killing two

with one stone. Now, can you take that
into court?

Mr. Vincent, if you're trying to build
an insanity, please forget it.

I doubt whether there'll be a death
sentence without a corpse.

You know, you'd be better off spending
your time praying Morgan Tate's body

isn't found.

I'm sorry if my imagination got the best
of me.

Excuse me, Counselor.

You might want to figure.

Well?

It seems the fisherman working the
waters near the Peninsula Lab just

the Coast Guard.

He's bringing in a corpse he found in
his net.

Tate?

Sure looks that way.

Vincent, maybe you better practice on
that insanity plea after all.

Well, it won't be easy.

Over here.

There wasn't much I could do about the
face hitting the rocks like that, plus

being two days at sea.

Vincent, I'll make a deal with you.

She just drove in from the airport. In a
minute.

You save the state the cost of a trial,
and I guarantee the district attorney

will be very grateful.

What do you say?

I'm innocent.

Okay, bring her in.

Stand over there, out of the way.

This way, miss.

I'm sorry to have to go through this,
Miss Tate. It's all right.

Is that him?

Yes.

Just to explain, Miss Tate, although the
body has been identified tentatively,

we require the identification by a blood
relative.

I said it's all right. Let's just get it
over with.

For the record, Miss Tate, do you
identify this man as your father?

It's been over nine years. I'm not sure.

You'd know your own father, wouldn't
you?

I never knew my father.

Some of the men from the plant have
already sworn this is Morgan Tate.

Will you look at him once more, please?

Yes. Yes, it's my father. Can I go now?

Oh, wait a minute. Don't let him talk
you into this. If you're not sure, say

You have good reason not to be sure.
That's not your father.

Shut up, Vincent.

Look, that body is a mess.

They saw to that, but it's not your
father, Miss Tate.

What? Go to 310 Seashore Road. There's a
little girl there. Talk to her. She'll

tell you she saw your father alive.

I don't understand.

The girl he's talking about.

We checked her out.

She's got a pretty good imagination.

Said she saw a truck melt.

and disappear.

That's right.

Melt like a glob of butter on a frying
pan.

Your father wasn't in that truck.

He was seen running from it.

I'll be at my hotel if you want me to
answer any more questions.

Miss Tate, please.

Get him out of here.

Want me to call you a taxi, Miss Tate?

That won't be necessary. I have a
company car waiting.

I'll be in touch.

You don't have to worry about the
funeral arrangements.

I'll see that everything's taken care
of.

Anything wrong?

That man.

Vincent. He said my father is alive.

Alive?

Nonsense, of course.

But he said that some little girl over
on Seashore Road saw him.

Well, a man like that, he's liable to
say anything, isn't he?

Shall we go?

Hey, turn around.

Hands up.

Klondike 57414.

This is SND 637.

Hello?

Hello, Miss Tate.

This is Louis Dunn. Something's come up.
Something unexpected.

Seems there's some important papers at
the plant that need your signature.

At the plant?

Are you sure it's necessary? I have an
awful lot to do.

I'm sorry. It's quite urgent.

All right. I'll be there as soon as I
can.

Just a minute.

How do we know her father hasn't already
garbed to the authorities?

If he had, Mr. Finney, they'd have paid
us a visit by now.

Hey. Now, wait a minute now. There's
nothing to be afraid of. I'm not

What do you want?

Your father.

I've got to find him. You don't know how
important this is to me.

Mr. Vincent, these last few days haven't
been very pleasant. Now, if you'll

excuse me. I know it's hard to believe,
but your father is alive. And finding

him won't only save my neck.

There's a lot more at stake.

You really believe he is alive, don't
you?

Does he have a summer cottage or a cabin
or anything like that where he might

hide out?

No.

My father and I haven't been on speaking
terms for some years.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I really must
go.

Was there anything you can tell me about
your father's habits? Something that'll

help me find him.

Mr. Vincent, you have very little to
worry about if my father really is

What was that supposed to mean?

Just that he wouldn't be able to stay in
hiding very long even if he wanted to

He'd have to come out to see a doctor or
a druggist sooner or later Why?

Because, Mr. Vincent, he's a diabetic

Hello,

Miss Tate.

Thank you for coming

I'm impressed.

My father did pretty well for himself.

Can I pick you a drink?

I'd just as soon sign those papers and
be on my way.

Miss Tate, I'm going to be frank with
you.

There are no papers.

We've asked you here to help us get back
a very important file that was stolen.

Stolen?

What's this all about?

You'd better prepare yourself for a
shock, Miss Tate.

I've just discovered that your father is
alive.

Then Vincent was telling the truth.

The one important thing now, Miss Tate,
is that your father has taken a

document, a valuable file from our
laboratory safe.

But he owns the company.

Why should he steal from himself?

The fact is, my associates and I have
leased the plant from your father.

He only maintained a small building for
himself out back.

This particular file belongs to our
company.

And if it isn't returned, we stand to
lose everything we've invested.

We'll be wiped out.

I simply can't let that happen, Miss
Tate.

That's why I must insist you stay with
us for a while.

Stay here?

For how long?

Oh, not long.

We hope when your father realizes you're
in town, he'll contact you.

We want you to convince him that he must
return the file.

Then you'll be free to go.

I'm sorry about the imposition, but
keeping you here with us is our only

forcing your father's hand.

My father alive.

And a thief to boot.

Well, you needn't make it all sound so
sinister.

I'll be delighted to help you.

In fact, I can't think of anything that
would suit me better.

I think we're going to get along very
well, Miss Tate.

Now, how about that drink?

Make it a stiff one.

I'll need it.

Yes. Yes, go ahead.

Are you here?

Nope.

Well, aren't you anybody?

Nope.

How about the man who runs the place? Is
he anybody?

Must be.

Takes two hours per line.

You expect him back, sir?

Hope so.

Got medicine to deliver, papers to
deliver.

Homework.

You're a busy man.

Have to keep moving or it piles up on
you.

Yeah.

I have to keep moving, too. Can you help
me out?

How?

Well, I'm looking for a fellow. He's a
very sick man. He has diabetes.

Now, do you remember delivering insulin
to anybody?

Some kind of diet food?

Look, it'd be a lot faster if you'd let
me look through the prescription files,

huh? How about it, huh? Oh, no. Mr.
Lucas will tend my mind. Come on, come

come on. How about it?

Dollar, huh?

Okay.

Thanks.

Look at this so we delivered it Longwood
Motel. Yeah, uh -huh. Where is it?

When you go out turn to the right go
down about a quarter of a mile Thanks

Please

headquarters,

please

Mr. Tate.

Mr.

Tate, I know you're in there.

Now, look, I have to talk to you. I need
your help. It's important to both of

us.

Look, my name is David Vincent. I'm not
from the plant. I wasn't sent by Dunn.

You understand that? I'm not one of
Dunn's people.

Good take.

I need your help. We can help each
other.

Freeze, mister.

Look, Morgan Tate is inside.

You hear me? Morgan Tate's in room two
there. Why don't you check on it?

Will you check on it? He's in room two.

Miss Carol Tate, please.

Sir, Miss Tate left word that all her
calls are to be transferred to the

Peninsula plant.

That's Ocean 7406.

Yes.

Yes, I know the number.

Yes? Carol, take, please.

I think it's him.

Hello, Father.

It is you, Carol.

I'd hope never to have to talk to you
again.

Unfortunately, I've never had much luck
where you're concerned.

So I'll be brief, Father.

Wait a minute.

There's something you must... I want you
to return the file that you stole from

Mr. Dunn. Do you understand?

Carol.

Look, how many more lives do you want to
ruin?

My mother, now these men.

Carol, please.

Honey, listen to me.

Dunn and those other men aren't what
they say they are.

Believe me when I say you're in danger,
grave danger.

Get away from there. I'll meet you. I
never knew you had such a melodramatic

streak in you, Morgan.

Now about the file.

We're quite desperate about getting it
back.

I hope you understand how desperate.

Is my daughter all right?

For the present, yes.

How much does she know?

Your daughter knows nothing of the
contents of the file.

As long as she remains ignorant of it,
she also remains safe.

Come back with the file, Morgan.

Bring it back in person.

Mr. Tate, it's not that we don't believe
you mean well. I don't care what the

DA's office believes. It's all here in
the newspaper, except for one thing.

The way it's written here, the way Mr.
Dunn and Mr. Finney told it to the

and to the newspaper is just the way it
happened.

Except we weren't fighting.

We didn't have a fight, did we, Mr.
Vincent?

No, there was no fight.

All right, let me see if I get this
straight now.

You say you were merely out for a stroll
near the cliff.

You pass by Mr. Vincent, who was
conveniently just standing there.

You stumble in. Yes, and he grabbed me.

Mr. Brock, we weren't fighting. He was
just trying to pull me back. It was an

accident.

And then, Mr. Tate, after that long fall
to the rocks, you just, um, just got up

and walked away before the others found
you? I told you, I was stunned.

Until today?

Yes, that's right.

Then when I read the story in the
newspaper, naturally, I came right over

to straighten things out.

Naturally.

Mr. Vincent, if you were the district
attorney, you were listening to what was

just said here, what would you think?

I'd say you were stuck with an
unidentified body.

Mr. Brock, since Mr. Dunn and Mr. Finney
swear that David Vincent killed me, and

since I'm obviously not dead,

I don't see what reason you have for
holding him.

There's one good reason.

Assault. Or make an escape from custody.

What's his bail?

Well, Mr. Tate, I think you're just
buying yourself a mess of trouble.

How much?

Reagan, take him down to the cashier's
office.

Telephone the judge.

All right, unlock him.

Vincent, I smell a dead fish in here
somewhere.

Mr. Tate has buried it for the time
being. I hope you're properly grateful.

Don't thank me yet. There's a price.

All right, you lied for me back then.

What is the price?

Mr. Tate.

Not here.

Make a right turn, driver.

There's a bar in the middle of the
block. Let us off there.

I need someone to go to the plant.

A middleman.

To make an arrangement with Dunn.

What kind of arrangement?

He's holding my daughter, Carol.

I want to make a trade, me for my
daughter.

Why does he want you?

It's not just me.

There's a file they want. Even more than
they want me. They think I have it.

These people, Dunn and the others...

They're not really people.

They're... They're aliens.

Yes, I know all about them.

I didn't think there was anyone else.
I've been working on this for some time.

A year ago, they came to see me about
leasing the plant. I needed money

desperately.

I didn't know all this time what they
were doing there. When I found out last

week, I decided to do something.

You have bourbon and water, no ice?

I'll say.

What's in this file?

It contains a list of the 11 key alien
leaders here on Earth, men in positions

of power in this country, England,
France, Germany, and Russia.

My lab has become the hub, the nerve
center, for the transmission of messages

from the Mother Planet to these key
leaders.

Dunn can't risk having the names on that
list exposed. He has to have it back.

Where is the file?

It's still there.

The plant?

Yes, when the alarm went off, there was
only time to hide it and run. I was

going to go back and get it when things
cooled down.

David, will you help me get my daughter
out of there?

On one condition.

I get that file.

All right, when we get it, you can take
over.

Take it to Washington, turn it over to
the authorities.

I want to see these, whatever they are,
exposed.

You know what this means.

You may be dead ten minutes after you
enter that place.

We both may be.

How long are we going to sit here,
mister?

In a minute, in a minute.

Where is he?

He'll start through the front gate as
soon as he sees his daughter come out,

alone.

I get the feeling you don't trust me.

You're very perceptive.

She'll be out in a few minutes.

David Vincent.

There it is.

Drive up.

Keep your lights off.

Back the cab up, turn it around. When
the lady comes out, we'll be leaving

away.

Where's Carol?

She's out there.

I haven't been able to find that ladder
to the roof.

It's in the back, at the north end of
the plant.

When you get to the roof, directly
ahead, there's a skylight.

Underneath that, there's a ladder going
right down into the lab.

You'll have to be careful when you cut
the fence. A guard goes by every five

minutes.

Now, remember, when you're inside, stall
done as long as possible.

I'll try.

Why does she hate you, sir?

She thinks I killed her mother.

She was only a kid.

She didn't realize her mother was an
alcoholic or how bad things were between

us.

One day in an alcoholic frenzy, her
mother told me to get out.

She didn't think I really would.

Six months after I left, she committed
suicide and left a note blaming me.

Carol's never forgiven me.

She's the only person in the world I
really care about.

She's never forgiven me.

You look very well.

So do you, Father.

Life's been good to you.

But then why shouldn't it?

A man like you, you deserve only the
best.

You've earned it.

Goodbye, Carol.

Take the lady back to her hotel.

No stop.

I'll call the airport.

I must confess, Morgan, to learn that
the fire was here in the plant all the

time is a delicious irony that even I
can appreciate.

Where is it, Mr. Tate?

I'm trying to remember.

It all happened so fast.

Just give me another minute.

It was very confusing.

There were people coming from all
directions.

Just another minute.

We're running out of minutes, Mr. Tate.

I'm still trying to think.

Perhaps it would quicken your memory,
Mr. Tate, if I remind you that just

because your daughter is at liberty now
doesn't necessarily mean she'll remain

so.

Just a few feet away from me all the
time.

Well, it all seems to be here.

This is communications headquarters.

We are abandoning all operations here.

We have lost command roster one.

Take the usual steps immediately.

Repeat. We have lost command roster one.

You're a lucky man, Vincent.

He's so glad to get rid of you, he's not
going to make you pay for that little

dance we had at the morgue.

Just make sure you're out of town by
midnight.

There's our hotel.

My father sent you to hold my hand all
the way home to Boston?

Miss Tate, your father... I know what my
father is.

He looked tired, didn't he?

I didn't know him very well.

But I know he loved you very much.

Sure. He loved you.

The next few weeks, you're going to be
hearing a lot about him.

And you'll be going through all kinds of
legal hassle.

There are some things you should know
about him.

Things you've got to know about him.

What things?

Do you mind if I ride to the airport
with you?

No.

Carol Tate had lost her father to a
nameless enemy.

But the enemy had also suffered a grave
blow.

They had lost Command Roster One.

In the days that followed, eleven key
aliens either resigned, disappeared, or

died in a tragic accident, their bodies
never to be recovered.

The invaders' timetable for conquest had
received a major setback.