All language subtitles for The Invaders s02e12 Labyrinth

Next, the invaders in color.

A mild concussion could be a broken
collarbone.

We'll know more after the x -rays are
developed.

Well, he shouldn't be left alone.

Well, he's not going anywhere, Mr.
Vincent.

He's still unconscious.

Is he a relative?

No, no. I found him on a road. I think
he was hit by a car. You're the first

doctor I could find.

Well, he's a very lucky man.

Henry, I think you'd better come in
here.

Henry.

How many times I've asked her to call me
doctor.

Henry, please.

Excuse me, Mr. Vincent.

It's the same way on both sets.

What did you find, Decker?

Well, nothing much, young man. Only your
friend seems to have no bone structure

at all.

Obviously something wrong with the
plate. I don't think so, Doctor.

Well, we'll make another set.

Sister Stone, you have no idea how
important those x -rays can be.

Maybe, but as far as I can see, that...
You shouldn't be out of bed.

Where's my husband?

Inside.

I think he had a stroke.

Henry!

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.

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

Somehow he must convince a disbelieving
world that the nightmare has already

begun.

The guest stars in tonight's story,
Sally Kellerman, James Callahan,

and special guest star, Ed Begley.

Tonight's episode, Labyrinth.

A small town doctor has died and his
patient has disappeared.

But now David Vincent has evidence.

X -rays that can prove the presence of
alien beings here.

Evidence that he can turn over to a
government research project at a

Illinois university.

Mr. Vincent?

Yeah. I'm Dr.

Crowell. Delighted you made it. Did you
have any trouble? Not at all.

And, of course, Professor Harrison, the
chairman of our special project. How are

you? Thankful you brought us the X
-rays.

Well, let's go to my office, shall we?
All right.

You're sure these are authentic?

Positive. I was there when they were
taken.

Doctor, this is the proof we've been
after for two years.

It certainly isn't a human structure.

Mr. Vincent, I don't know how I can
thank you for contacting Dr.

Crowell about this. Well, I had read
about the government grant to your

for UFO research, and I figured this was
the one place my sanity wouldn't be

questioned.

What are your plans now, Mr. Vincent?

Well, I have a room at the Hammond
Hotel. I plan to take the... 10 a .m.

out tomorrow.

Unless you think I should stay. No,
these x -rays speak for themselves.

Dr. Crowell will drive you to your
hotel.

And keep in touch, Mr. Vincent. We may
need an affidavit later on. Of course.

Rest assured we'll guard these with our
lives. No problem. If a duple gets set

in my luggage.

So long.

This is Argyle.

I'm at Harrison's office.

Vincent has another set of x -rays.

That's right.

He's at the Hammond Hotel.

Take care of that thing, will you? Ten
years hacking, never lost a thing.

Okay.

Thanks. Where you at in New York?

Yeah. I got relatives there. Two
sisters.

Should have stayed there myself.

Guy can make out in that town.

Doctor, it's David Vincent calling.

Don't tell me there's another delay.

What are you talking about?

Well, the x -rays, Mr. Vincent.

You will be arriving tonight, won't you?

Uh, listen, Doctor, I'll be arriving in
a half hour.

Fine. Goodbye.

We received this wire yesterday morning
saying you'd be a day late.

Never sent this.

Well, then who did, Mr. Vincent? One of
your little green men?

The scrawl, they're not little, and
they're not green.

As a matter of fact, they look very much
like you.

Or me.

Good grief. You mean you might be one of
them?

Laura.

Sorry.

That'll be Dr. Mills. Excuse me.

Light?

You really do believe in all this stuff,
don't you?

Your father does, too.

My father's been taken in by a lot of
crackpots.

Mr. Vincent, I'd like you to meet Dr.

Mills.

How do you do?

I told him about last night.

You'll excuse me for saying this, but I
hope this isn't just another false

alarm. We've had a lot of
disappointments in the last ten months.

We stole Harry away from Stanford last
February, about 12 minutes after the

government gave us the go -ahead.

He's the best man we have.

Other than that, he's a very sweet guy.

Hello, Harry.

Do we still have our tennis date, or has
Mr. Vincent's dramatic appearance

canceled our plans?

Well, it is kind of important, Laura. I
wonder if we could make it tomorrow.

Enjoy your visit, Mr. Vincent.

Sacrifices we scientists have to make
him.

She's really very fond of you, Harry.

But... But?

I wish I understood her better. She's
changed.

Different from what I'd expected.

Well, Sam, 15 years is a long time.

True.

Did you bring that extra set of x -rays
with you?

Yes. I'll call Professor Harrison and
tell him we'll be over.

What did you mean by 15 years?

Oh, well, Dr.

Kroll's been separated from his wife for
15 years.

Laura's been living with her mother in
Europe.

As a matter of fact, she just came back.

Professor Harrison is waiting for us.
The real one.

Well, then you really were in his office
last night.

Wasn't it locked?

No.

I'll call us a cab. No more taxis for
me, thanks.

Now, Mr. Vincent, you can't go around
suspecting every cab driver. I know, I

know. But I have a rented car outside.
We'll take that.

Go right in. Professor Harrison's
waiting for you. I'll get these x -rays,

All right. Go ahead.

Ed, this is David Vincent.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Vincent.

Sam, I was on the phone to Washington
again this morning.

Any change?

They've given us two weeks to prove
we've made some progress.

Or it's all down the drain.

Mr. Vincent.

At the moment, you're very much like the
7th Cavalry.

I hope it works out that way.

These are the x -rays.

Now, as you can see, this is the left
shoulder area.

He's a remarkable Mr. Vincent, as
advertised.

Who was present when these were taken?

I was.

Dr. Thorne, who unfortunately is now
dead. Mrs. Thorne, who was his assistant

and x -ray technician.

Do you think she'd come in here and sign
an affidavit?

I'm sure she would. I'll call and ask
her to fly in tomorrow.

Fine. We'll also need an affidavit from
you.

The 7th Cavalry would be proud to go
anywhere you ask, even before your

congressional committee.

But we wouldn't like you to stay in town
while these x -rays are being studied.

That's no problem.

Fine. Thank you again, Mr. Vincent.

Please take good care of those X -rays.

They'll be right here in this cabinet
under lock and key. May I ask who has

key?

I do.

Fine. So long. Bye -bye.

Oh, doctor, I have a few questions.
Would you mind seeing me tomorrow

Of course.

Come over for coffee.

Thank you. I'll be at the Hammond Hotel
if you need me.

Ed, those X -rays are pretty fantastic.

Do you think the committee's going to
believe them?

Well, let's face it, Harry.

Any pictures, including these, can be
faked.

The real question is whether they'll
believe our Mr. Vincent.

The important thing is we believe you,
and we're in a position to do something

about it.

So your worries are over?

Not quite.

How did those two aliens who
impersonated you and Professor Harrison

coming? Yes, I've wondered about that,
too.

Three of us and Harrison were the only
ones who knew about it. No one else?

I felt this was too important. I've kept
it all in the family.

Then you did tell your daughter?

Not even Laura. Although, why I
shouldn't have, I can't imagine.

I'm afraid I told her.

I'm sorry, but I wanted her to realize
how important this work was. But no one

else believed me.

Where is Laura now?

Oh, at the tennis courts and getting
more impatient by the minute.

Do you mind if I go along?

No, please.

Yes, he is.

Oh, just a moment, please.

David, it's for you.

Excuse me. Sure.

Thank you.

Hello.

Yes, Mrs. Thorne.

X -ray technician.

Where are you now?

At the airport.

I was able to catch an earlier flight.

Shall I take a taxi out to the
university?

No, no taxis, Mrs. Thorne. We'll pick
you up. I'll leave right now.

Bye -bye.

Well, there goes the tennis game.

Well, we'll stop by the courts on the
way. Fine.

Why don't you bring her to Professor
Harrison's office?

I'll tell him you're on your way. All
right. We'll meet you there.

Well, I can't say I look forward to
explaining this to Laura.

Why don't I do it?

Pretty anxious to talk to her, aren't
you?

Yes.

Why don't you go ahead? I can pick up
Mr. Thornton for you.

You don't mind, do you? No.

All right. She's about 50.

Round face.

Well, she'll be waiting out front.

David, just be diplomatic. That's all I
ask.

Diplomatic.

Who was that man?

Don't tell me he was one of your aliens.

Who was he?

I think he said he was from Venus.

That's very funny.

Actually, I don't know. I never saw him
before in my life.

He just asked me how to get to the
administration building, and then he saw

and he ran.

Did you think we were exchanging
invasion secrets?

Something like that.

Oh, I guess I am being sort of hard on
you.

I'm sorry.

It's just that my father is a research
scientist, and he's neglecting important

work because he's hung up on this UFO
mumbo -jumbo. And your being here

encouraging him doesn't help much.

What makes you think it's mumbo -jumbo?

Woman's intuition.

Which also tells me Harry's not coming,
right?

Right.

Hey, you feeling all right? You smiled.

Harry apologizes. He can't make it
today.

You should smile more often. You know,
you're really very attractive.

I think we could be friends.

If you'd try.

What happened to your hand?

Why? What's wrong?

The scar over your fourth finger. How
did you get it?

The riding accident.

You got that look again. Is the scar
supposed to mean something?

No, not necessarily.

One more question. I'll let you go.

How do you know I want to?

Your father said you knew I was coming
here.

Did you tell anyone else?

Why? Who would I tell?

Answer the question, huh?

No, I did not tell anybody.

Are you sure?

Don't you trust anyone?

All right.

I'll come clean.

I was the one, me.

I fingered you for the invaders.

The guy you told me talking to, he was
my contact.

And you know how I got this car?

Falling out of a spaceship.

Now go play your games with my father
and Dr. Harrison and Harry and leave me

out of it, please.

Excuse me, Mrs. Thornton?

Yes. Well, I'm Dr. Mills from the
university.

Mr. Vincent asked me to pick you up.

The car is right this way.

Mrs. Thornton?

Yes. Yes.

I don't quite understand, Mr. Vincent.

I simply want to know how long your
daughter's been living with you.

About two months. Why?

And you hadn't seen her for 15 years
before then?

That's right.

Had you ever seen a photograph of her
taken during that period?

As a matter of fact, I... Mr. Vincent, I
don't think I like this.

I know, Doctor. I'm sorry. I don't like
it myself. But there are some things

that have happened that I can't explain.

How do they involve Laura?

I don't know. Maybe they don't.

But that scar on her right hand, did she
have that when she came back to live

with you?

Mr. Benson, I refuse to listen to this.

Well, Doctor, I thought you had an open
mind.

Isn't that what this whole project is
about?

All right.

I haven't seen a photograph of Laura
since she was 11.

But she's my daughter, Vincent. My
daughter.

I will not allow you to carry your
ridiculous fears into my home.

When you start seeing aliens under every
bed, I start questioning your sanity.

And when I start questioning my friends,
I'm some kind of...

Idiot.

Sorry, David.

I know we're fighting the same war.

Well, I guess I was pushing.

I can imagine how it sounded.

The pressures on you must be pretty
grim.

At least you have allies now.

And some real proof.

And when Mrs. Thorne authenticates those
x -rays, when you've gotten them to

Washington, maybe there'll be an end to
this war.

Mrs. Thorne, good to see you again.
Hello, Mr. Vincent.

Mrs. Thorne, this is Dr. Crowley.

How do you do?

Professor Harrison's waiting inside for
us. Oh, good. I'm anxious for Mr. Thorne

to see the x -ray.

Come

in,

please.

Mrs. Thorne, Professor Harrison. Mrs.
Thorne. How do you do? Would you like to

sit over here?

Thank you Here the x -rays

Is the light all right here, would you
like to step to the window? No, fine.

Thank you Mr. Thorne if you don't mind
I'll have my secretary make a transcript

of your statement.

I'm afraid I have no statement to make I
Beg your pardon

These are not the same x -rays that I
developed in my husband's office.

What are you talking about?

I don't know what kind of game Mr.
Vincent has been trying to play, but

never seen these x -rays before.

Well, look. Look right here. You pointed
this out to me yourself.

You're wasting your time, Mr. Vincent.

I will not sign an affidavit I know to
be untrue.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll find a
taxi and get to the affidavit. These are

the x -rays you made.

You know they are. Mr. Vincent, please.
She's lying. I don't know why. Please,

let me go. These are the x -rays you
made. Tell the truth. Mr. Vincent,

let her go.

You can't force her to sign an
affidavit, Vincent.

It would be meaningless.

Mrs. Thorne, are you certain that these
are not the x -rays that you expected to

find? I am positive.

Then I'm terribly sorry that you had to
make this journey.

So am I.

Mrs. Thorne.

You made a mistake, Mr. Vincent.

That's all that happened.

All right, we're not going to give up on
this, Sam. We've still got Mr. Vincent.

Mr. Vincent, do you still say that these
are the correct X -rays?

No question.

Well, then we'll have to build our case
on your testimony alone.

Is it alright?

Yes.

You're sure?

Yes, I swear it's alright.

Mrs. Thorne.

You should leave me alone.

What is it? What happened?

Nothing. Well, you know those were the x
-rays you developed.

Please, Mr. Vincent, just leave me
alone.

Mrs. Thorne, they murdered your husband.

And you're helping them.

I know.

Help me.

I can't.

Why?

Did they threaten you?

Was it Dr. Mills, the man who met you
here at the airport?

No, Mr. Vinton, please. Flight 432, now
loading at gate 6.

That's my plane.

I'm only asking for a name.

I'm not a very brave woman.

Please let me go.

Yes, I'd like to place a person -to
-person call to Professor Richard

K -U -R -A -W -I -C -Z.

Right.

Harry Mills.

That's it.

Listen, call me tonight if you can, will
you?

Yeah, if I'm not in my hotel room, try
Professor Harrison's office at the

university.

Okay. Thanks, Dick.

Bye -bye.

Looking for someone?

You never can tell where one of those
invaders might be.

Another game?

Yeah. You call Laurie the pigeon.

I let Harry talk me into tracking you
down.

Why? The usual nonsense.

Harry Phones said he'd been looking all
over for you.

Asked me if I'd go to the airport and
see if you were here.

What did he want?

Can you stop playing games and tell me
what he wanted?

The Granville Power Company. Ever heard
of it?

No. It's a deserted plant about a
quarter of a mile out of town on the

Road. Harry wants you to meet him there.
He said it's important.

Is this for real?

To Harry it is.

All right, thank you.

Crowell.

You found what?

An alien regeneration station at the old
Granville power plant.

An alien regeneration station?

You sure of that?

Absolutely. Now, I tried to reach Mills.

He said he was going to meet me out
there.

Harry's here with me.

You actually saw this place?

Ten minutes ago.

Now, Doctor, this is the best kind of
evidence for that congressional

How soon can you make it?

We're on our way. If you have a gun,
bring it.

I told you not to sell Vincent short.

Aren't the police here yet? Harry
thought they should see this, too.

Good idea. Where have you been?

With Sam.

Sounds like you really scored this time.

You're supposed to meet me here.

I know you told that to Sam on the
phone, but I... Gentlemen, let's not

here talking. There's a gold mine in
there.

Right this way.

All right, which way?

Right here in this room.

Generation tubes, control panels,
everything was in this room.

Vincent, this place looks like it's been
deserted for years.

Which one of you is Dr. Mills?

I am.

This is Dr.

Crowell, Lieutenant Eaton.

And this is Mr. Vincent. He wanted us to
come out here.

Hi.

Where's all the stuff?

It was a setup.

They've moved.

And cleaned the place up?

They didn't do a very good job.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant.

Forget it.

We get all kinds of kooks.

Well, if this is it, I might as well go
back to town.

Fine.

We'll wait for Mr. Vincent.

I don't blame you.

He might try to fly back on a
broomstick.

Night. Good night.

Nothing. Not nothing, Vincent.

You're putting our entire program in
jeopardy.

That's what you want, isn't it?

I beg your pardon? You wanted it to
happen. That's why you had me come out

Vincent, I think you're imagining
things.

He asked me to meet him out here.

Impossible. That's not true.

You make me look like a psycho, and
those x -rays go out the window.

Harry didn't call you or anyone else.

He's been with me every second.

From the moment you left Professor
Harrison's office until right now.

I'm sorry, Vincent. That's the truth.

Where's Laura?

Don't start with that again.

Where is she?

Probably at the university. I promised
to show her the x -rays.

I thought you were off chasing monsters.

I'll bet you did.

What were you looking for?

Stay away from her, Vincent.

What were you looking for?

I got tired of waiting for you, and I
was looking for the key to the cabinet

when this madman burst in.

Dr. Crowell, I know how this is going to
sound, but please bear with me.

She is not your daughter.

Vincent, you are mad.

Oh, you have a marvelous sense of humor.

Tell us about the scar on your hand.

I did tell you about it. It was from a
riding accident.

I think it was from an operation to
correct a mutated fourth finger.

You're serious.

You're really serious.

Doctor, if you don't believe me, check
her pulse.

What for?

She has none.

None of them have a pulse or a
heartbeat.

It's nonsense.

Absolute nonsense.

I'll have to take it myself.

All right, Vincent. Let go of her.
You're going just a bit...

Now, we'll settle this.

Get away from her.

Thank you for suggesting this.

She's the one you have to worry about,
not me.

You're paranoid, Vincent.

Completely paranoid.

Better call the police

I

don't

know how to convince you to

Look, there's very little time. At least
let me talk to Laura. Laura is in my

office and she's going to stay there
until you leave.

That must be the police.

I'm sorry for you, Vincent.

You're a troubled man.

Come in, officers.

There he is. All right, mister, let's go
quietly.

These aren't police.

I suppose they're aliens, too.

Yes, they're the ones who impersonated
you.

They're not police. All right, let's go.

These aren't the police.

It's like a crowd. These aren't the
police.

Keep moving.

They're pretty rough.

Yeah, well, that's their job, Sam.

But he's not a criminal.

Have the police come yet?

Yes.

But I think I'm going down to the
station.

Well, what for?

I don't like the way they handled him.

Vincent needs medical treatment, nothing
else.

Nothing else.

He could have killed me. He's a troubled
man, Laura. And we encouraged him. Now

I think we should help him.

See you later.

Sam.

Do you want me to go with you? No,
thanks.

Just get Laura home, will you? Right.

Hello? Professor Harrison's not here
now.

Who?

I'm afraid Mr. Vincent is tied up at the
moment, but I'd be more than happy to

take a message.

Stanford University.

Shoot.

Are you sure?

Dr. Harry Mills?

Well, I don't see how... I think that's
enough of that, Laura.

Who are you?

Why, Harry Mills, of course.

Harry Mills was killed in an automobile
accident a year ago.

How sad for him.

Who are you?

Well, that question is rather academic
at this point, don't you think?

The power plant.

You had someone imitate your voice
asking me to send Vincent out there. You

wanted him to suspect me. Why?

Why? What are you?

Well, I thought Mr. Vincent had
explained all that to you.

Open this door, Laura.

I just want to talk to you, that's all.

We'll just talk.

Laura?

All right, Laura, stay there if you want
to.

Get out, Vincent.

You know what happens when I don't show
up at the station?

No one will know that, Mr. Vincent.

We'll send back reports that you're
under intensive psychiatric care.

I'll never believe it.

You're forgetting we have someone very
close to the program. He'll convince

them.

He?

Let's go.

This way.

Laura. Open the door.

I promise I won't hurt you.

There's nothing you'd be afraid of,
Laura.

Stay away from me.

I just want to talk to you, that's all.

Explain.

I'm warning you, Harry, there's nitric
acid in this bottle.

I'm sorry, Laura.

It was water.

It was only water.

I still can't believe that Mills was one
of them.

I went to the police. He had never
called them.

We have to face it, Ed.

Mills was probably diverting most of the
valid information that came to us.

All right.

So now we know they're here.

But we don't have one tangible bit of
proof.

You still have my affidavit?

And Laura.

If she testifies to what she saw, I'm
sure we could keep the program going a

more months.

How about it, Laura?

Join our crackpot club?

Of course I will.

Well, then, Mr. Vincent, we'll hold up
our end.

And if any time you need a hand.

Thank you. You couldn't ask for more?

Yes.

You could ask for a heartfelt apology
from all of us.

And you'd get it, too.

Laura?

Can I walk you to the car?

Well, Sam, we'd better start picking up
the pieces, get this program moving

again.

Can I ask you something, Ed?

Before today, have you ever had doubts
about what we're doing?

I guess we all did, Sam.

There are millions who doubt, some who
suspect, a handful who know.

David Vincent seeks to reveal the dark
face of the invader.

So that before it is too late, the
millions who doubt will know.