All language subtitles for The Invaders s02e18 Counter-Attack.eng

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By the way, David,

I'm afraid I got
a confession to make.

I used the university's
computers

to finish up
these reports.

Now, look, I know
you warned me,

but reprogramming for
Scoville's computers

would have
delayed us a week.

Yeah, well,
your getting killed

would delay us
a lot longer.

David, it's our first
offensive action.

I'm getting anxious.

Another thing:

Remember we're using
code names, will you?

It's not "Scoville,"
it's "Alex."

I forgot.
I'm sorry, David.

Give me a little time.

I'll catch on.

Good night, Dr. Kramer.

Good night, Walter.

I wonder how they're
going to like being

on the receiving end
of this for a change.

All right, turn
around, both you!

Up against the wall.

Come on.

Get the case.

(two gunshots)

I'll call an ambulance.

Get the... material...

and try...

Dr. Kramer!

There's been
an accident.

Call the police.

Dr. Kramer's dead.

NARRATOR:
Starring Roy Thinnes 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.

(eerie whirring)

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

(whirring intensifies)

Now David Vincent knows
that the invaders are here.

That they have taken
human form.

Somehow, he must convince
a disbelieving world

that the nightmare
has already begun.

The guest stars
in tonight's story:

Lin McCarthy...

Donald Davies...

Anna Capri...

Kent Smith...

John Milford.

Astronomer Elliot Kramer
is dead,

but as a legacy to seven people

who know our planet
is under attack,

he has bequeathed
a powerful weapon--

a computerized program
that will at last enable

his seven friends to go
from defense to attack.

Where's Elliot?

They killed him.

Trouble is, once
we start jamming

their navigational
signals and they lose a few spacecraft,

they'll switch
radio bands

and without
Elliot Kramer,

we'll have a
devil of a time

isolating the
new frequencies.

How long had you known him?

20 good years worth.

He was one of the best friends
I ever had.

I talked him into helping us.

Now it seems he died
almost for nothing.

Maybe not.

There might be a way
to make his work pay off

in something permanent.

Some goodies, Lieutenant.

Where'd you find those?

One up on the landing
and one down below here.

.38 caliber.

Did you track down
Kramer's secretary?

Yes. Kramer had an
appointment tonight

with a man named
David Vincent-- an architect.

Walter...

Yes, Lieutenant.

Did you hear
any shooting?

No, sir.

But, Lieutenant--

the man who was bending
over Professor Kramer--

he went off with the
professor's briefcase.

Elliot Kramer gave us the means
to go from defense to attack.

The means of jamming
the navigational signals

the aliens are using to get
from their planet to ours.

But he was more
than a scientist.

He was a man
you were proud to know.

Computations
completed?

Yes, everything you need
to start the transmitters.

(doorbell rings)

Excuse me.

Pour a lady a cup?

My pleasure.

I'm sorry to see Edgar
take this so hard.

Yeah, I wish
I could've stopped it.

I know.

Come in, Archie.

Hi, Edgar.

Glad to see you.

Thank you.
Good to see you.

This is Colonel
Archie Harmon.

Colonel Harmon's an aide

to the Undersecretary
of Defense, Air Force.

Jim Bryce, my
chief engineer.

How are you,
Mr. Bryce?

Fine, sir.

My niece,
Joan Surrat.

She's acting as confidential
secretary to the group.

How do you do?

Miss Surrat.

And this is Mr.
David Vincent.

Colonel.

Pleased to meet you,
Mr. Vincent.

Edgar's told me
a great deal about you.

Is the colonel
with us, Edgar?

EDGAR:
If you mean in our group,

I'm afraid not.

Well, then I'm
afraid I don't understand what...

the colonel's
doing here.

Mr. Bryce...

I don't buy what you people
are selling,

but when Edgar
told me your plans

I decided
to see for myself.

Jamming radio waves
is something I understand

and Dr. Kramer is
someone I respect.

I thought you said
he was going to be here, Edgar.

Dr. Kramer
was killed tonight.

Killed?!

I'll fill you in later.

Jim, I suggest you get to work
on those transmitters.

I want action
within 36 hours.

Right, Edgar.

Good night.

Good night.

I'll drive up there
with you, Jim.

David...

I'd prefer that you didn't.

Well, we're finished
here, aren't we?

That's not the point.
You've been through a good deal.

What you need right now
more than anything else

is a good night's sleep.

What I need right now is
to get to work. Ready?

Uh, sorry, David.

Uh, car's loaded
with equipment.

Besides, it's, uh...
all pretty technical from here on in.

Go home, David.

Try to rest.

Why the sudden interest
in how much rest I get?

You've been under a strain.

Why don't you recognize it?

I would be, too,
under the circumstances.

Are you blaming me for Kramer?

All right...
how did they get to him

if it wasn't through you?

I told you he used
the university computers.

They must have
been monitored.

I can't believe he'd commit

such a flagrant breach
of security.

You're calling me a liar.

Look... maybe
this is none of my business,

but... well, you've made me
a part of your group

and I have to say something.

Edgar, you're upset
because your friend is dead

and you're
feeling guilty.

But that's no reason
to be at each other's throats.

Now, both of you; please.

Sorry, David.

Joan, can you give me a lift
back to my car?

Of course.

Edgar...

you two need
each other.

Drink?

You still keep that
12-year-old sour mash?

(soft chuckle)

How was Kramer
killed?

If I told you aliens,
would you believe me?

No.

You will.

I'll guarantee that.

Mr. Vincent,
police department.

This your gun,
Mr. Vincent?

No.

Where'd you get it?

It's a long story.

You better tell it
at headquarters.

Look, I'm tired.
What do you want?

Try the truth.

I've been trying that
since early this morning.

Let me have
a whack at it.

You were after whatever
was in that attach� case.

You pulled a gun on Kramer.

He fought you for it.

It went off twice.

You knocked him over the railing

made sure
he was dead

then took off
with that attach� case.

Well, Mr. Vincent?

Well, that's, uh...
that's very good.

I hate to screw it up
with the facts.

Okay, maybe a couple of hours
in a cell

will make you less squeamish.

Filing charges?

We're holding you
for further questioning.

You got a right
to an attorney, I told you before.

All I want is sleep.

OFFICER:
All right, move along.

REPORTER:
Did you kill Kramer?

No.

Well, how did
it happen?

Was it little
green men?

Was it,
Lieutenant?

Not exactly.

What, then?

He said it
was aliens.

Aliens? What happened to them?
Come on, Lieutenant.

He says they
incinerated.

Incinerated?
Vincent, what's your plea?

Innocent by reason
of incineration?

Let's go.

Hey, those aliens,
what do they look like?

JOAN:
David!

Sorry, miss.

She's a friend of mine.

Later, miss.

DAVID:
Get Alex.

I don't have to tell you

what the public
will think of this.

He looks sick,
he sounds sick

and anyone associated with him

would be considered
sick, too.

But the whole thing's
unfair.

David's trying to protect us.

That's why he can't tell
a coherent story.

Do you think Colonel Harmon

can get the Department
of Defense to trust a man who...

well, who seems
to have lost his grip?

You could get David out
in ten minutes.

Just call the district attorney

and tell him
you have Kramer's attach� case.

They think
David stole it.

Sorry, I can't jeopardize
the group just for David.

Did you say, "just for David"?

Without David,
there wouldn't be any group.

Joan, our duty's to our work.

Edgar,
sometimes you frighten me.

She in love with him?

The only thing
I could do

is go back to the
apartment and tell...

He must have
done something

to straighten out
this mess.

I think you ought
to see a lawyer.

Any lawyer in the country
would think I killed Kramer

and start building
an insanity plea.

Now, what's with him?

Does he still blame me
for Kramer's death?

David, I don't
agree with him,

but, right now,
things are crucial.

Has he seen what the papers
are doing to me?

Does he care?

We'll do something--
I promise.

Want some coffee?

No.

Feeling any better?

What do you want?

Thought maybe you'd feel

more like talking now.

I told you everything
I have to say.

Okay, Mr. Vincent,
get out of here,

but stay where we
can find you.

What?

Your attorney filed

a writ of habeas corpus.

Don't have an attorney.

Evidently you do.

All right.

Thanks for the
hospitality.

*

*

*

HARMON:
When did you move in here?

SCOVILLE:
When we decided to jam their navigational bands

two months ago.

All we were waiting for

were Elliot's
final calculations.

Mr. Scoville.
Colonel.

Bryce.

Well, you certainly
aren't going second class.

That's one luxury
we can't afford.

Used to be an FM
radio station.

We took it over.

Completely
revamped it.

How's it coming?

No problem.

Elliot knew what he was doing.

I wish he were here.

LEEDS:
Uh, David?

Take this over
to the office.

I, uh, tried to call you.

Wanted to let you know

that there'd be no delay
on the plans.

David...

I'm sorry.

The board of directors
voted that you be replaced.

Wait a minute.
The police let me go.

They didn't charge me
with anything.

Mr. Leeds, this project
is important to me.

I know that, David.

I put a year's sweat
into this place.

My ideas are new.

And you were all
so encouraging--

the board, the bank.

David, I like your work,

but even if you
were Michelangelo,

I'd still have to replace you.

I'm sure you
understand that.

No, I don't understand.

I'm trying, but I don't.

My work
is good.

Why don't I
continue?

Now, look.

You're going to receive
a pro-rated check in the mail.

Change
your name.

Go away.

Forget this, uh... delusion.

How many frequencies
are you jamming?

The whole band that
Kramer postulated

they'd be using
for navigation.

And the next time
they send down a saucer,

they'll get
some action.

We'll see.

I hate to see you
so unhappy,

mister, um...

David. David.

I'm Louise.

What's bothering you,
Mr. David?

Have you ever
been pro-rated?

Have I ever been what?

Fired.

(laughing):
Oh, fired. Yes.

Sure. Lots of times.

Why? What's the big deal?

You've got it made,
you know that?

You're beautiful,

you're happy

and you don't have
a brain in your head.

Well, now, if you mean that I,
I don't let things get to me...

Well, you're right,
I don't.

(both laughing)

Well, they will. Mm-hmm.

I promise you that--
they'll get to you.

They'll get to all of us.

Promise you that.

Mr. David, are you sure
you're all right?

I mean, would you like
to talk somewhere else?

'Cause my apartment's
right down the street.

You're probably
just what I need,

but I have to go.

You're very nice...

but...

bye-bye.

Oh, Mr. David?

Don't forget
your cigarette case.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Bye.
Bye.

Buy you a drink, Mr. Vincent?

Oh, that's funny.

That's very funny.

You cost me a job.

Listen, Vincent,
in one way or another,

you're responsible for the death
of a brilliant man.

You're sick and
you're dangerous

and you shouldn't be
walking the streets.

Is that your opinion?

Yes, it's my opinion.

You started this,
Vincent.

They all saw it.

Now, you better
get out of here

before I call the men
in the white coats.

Paranoid,
pure and simple.

Let's get a drink.

Hi, David.

Hi. You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

That lawyer that
got you out--

was he from the group?

No chance.

His name was Corbin.

I called his office.

They said
he was out of town.

Nearest the court clerk
could fig...

What's the matter?

Nearest the court clerk
could figure,

a sympathizer
must have hired the attorney.

What he meant to say
was a fellow saucer nut.

Well, maybe
they got you out.

I thought of that, but
why would they bother?

To stop the publicity.

They don't have to.

I'm a laughingstock.

Oh, David, don't say that.

Hey, have you
been in a fight?

The most important
punch of my life.

It sobered me up.

I want you to go away with me.

Go where?
Anywhere.

We can start over.

It's not my war anymore.

It belongs to the money boys

and they consider me
an embarrassment.

David, it's still
everybody's war.

I've had it.

There's no place to go,

no place they won't find you
if they win.

That could take years.

We could live out our lives.

By then,
who knows?

Don't. You believe in this.

I believe in
you and me.

Nothing else matters.

It's everybody's war.

I've done my hitch,
and I deserve a long vacation.

Now, how about it?

We'll have
fun, be happy.

You shouldn't be making
any decisions right now.

Give yourself some time,
a chance to think.

Please.

You coming with me?

There's no place to hide
from them, or yourself.

All right.

Ciao.

All right.

Stand by.

(Joan screams)

David!

(screaming)

(screams)

David! David!

You're not
a young man, David.

Young in the sense

that the future
is full of options.

A murder charge,
loneliness, sickness,

death--
that's your future.

What do you want?

Cooperation.

I'm no traitor.

But you are
at a dead end.

We know that.

David, do you want
to die for them?

For those people
who rejected you?

For the society
that plans to destroy you?

You're an outcast.

Your only refuge is with us.

You're
asking me to...

betray my own kind.

To kill them.

You won't have
to kill anyone, David.

You won't have
to fight anymore.

We'll take care of you--

all of your needs.

It could be a good life.

Ever read Faust?

It's about a man
who sold his soul to the devil,

knowing he'd end up in hell.

Where do you think you are?

What do you think
this planet is going to be like

for everyone but us

and those
who work with us?

I am offering you power, David.

I don't want power.

I want peace.

I want out.

Maybe we should
talk about money.

Money is easy.

A million?

Two.

In a numbered
account in Geneva.

And immunity to whatever
happens when you win.

Agreed.

You have
something to do.

Do you drink...

or do we work?

I guess we work.

Well... that does it.

From here on in,
we're fully automated.

Good boy.

How will you know
if you get results?

Well, what
we're hoping

is their saucers
will crash

and when they do,
we'll hear about it.

Edgar, if I were listening
to anyone else...

(chuckles)

(phone ringing)

Yes?

Now take it easy, Joan.

We'll do what we can, I promise.

Now, can you get out here?

Fine.

I'm sorry I couldn't tell you
this before,

but David and I agreed
that his life would depend

on the strictest
kind of security.

David has let himself be taken
by the aliens.

What?

He's done his part

and if we do ours,

we may cripple
the invader conspiracy.

Surely you know something more
about this Alex?

He's distinguished
looking,

obviously rich...

after that, I'm blank.

But you worked with him.

And he cut me out,
didn't he?

Yes, I keep
forgetting that.

He was a contact
of Kramer's.

People respected Kramer...

influential people.

And is Alex responsible
for this?

Alex's money.

And the equipment?

From Alex's factories.

You're a very selective
traitor, David.

About Alex,
you know nothing.

About this transmitter...

you're a fund
of information.

Well, we'll see.

We've taken the liberty
of inviting

a dear friend
of yours in.

Why?

Simply because
I don't believe you.

(high-pitched
electrical buzzing)

(whirring)

How would I know
what it is?

Because you've
probably been there.

It's a radio
transmitter.

If you say so.

Designed for
what purpose?

Your group built it.

What group?

Who is Alex?

I don't know.

You mentioned his name
in the police station.

I did?

Oh, yes, you mean Alex Garrotta,

the lawyer from Chicago.

I thought he might
be able to help David.

You're a foolish young woman.

We have ways...

Don't waste your time.

They've all been given
a hypnotic cover.

It's a pity about
David, isn't it?

What have you
done with him?

The way he cracked up.

David's fine.

Are you all right?

Yes.

Did you tell them
anything?

There was
nothing to tell.

They know
about the transmitter.

And they know
that Kramer invented a way

to jam their
navigational signals.

That's right, I told them.

Now all they want
is a confirmation.

You can save your life.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Tell the truth.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Alex double-crossed me,
didn't he?

Well, I'm getting
two million dollars.

Confirm my story
and we'll both be safe.

You're ill.

He's fantasizing.

What have they
done to you?

(phone ringing)

Yes?

I see.

Evidently he wasn't fantasizing,
Miss Surrat.

We've just lost
one of our ships.

Malfunction
of the guidance system.

Get the equipment ready.

We'll be leaving in 30 minutes.

Shouldn't we wait
until tonight?

We're due in Rockland
in three hours.

We will leave
in 30 minutes.

What're you doing?

We don't need her now.

You kill her,
you'll have to do without me.

I thought you were
with us now...

You heard me!

You'll have to kill me, too.

She's coming with us.

Why? She'll only get in the way.

If anything
goes wrong,

she'll be killed
instantly.

Is that clear?

Nothing will go wrong.

Don't worry.

David, why?

It's for the best.

Best for whom?
For what?

I mean, wouldn't it
be better to die?

I don't want to die.

Our friends don't either,

but you're going
to kill them.

Oh, David, in the name of god,
you're going to kill them.

Let's go.

Oh, David, don't.
Please, don't.

Don't! Don't!

Don't!

Don't!

300 cycles.

We're ready.

Very good.

*

*

Reality, Miss Surrat--

cold reality.

Get the unit.

Well... right there.

(grunting)

Stop it!

Get her on her feet.

Keep working!

Don't do that again.

Very impressive.

Very impressive,
indeed.

DAVID:
Have you seen this?

We've underestimated you.

Is this
more of Kramer's work?

No, Alex acquired it elsewhere.

We're going to have
to talk more

about this Alex, David.

You let the girl go,

perhaps I can get
more information.

Then you do know
who Alex is?

No, but I can
find out.

(screams)

David, you planned this,
didn't you-- all of it.

I never planned
to get you involved.

Oh, forgive me.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Ready.

Now.

(coughing)

(coughing continues)

These brain tracings--

how close to human
are they?

About a hundred light years
away, Colonel.

Sorry about what we
put you through, David.

I'm not.
It was worth it.

I want Walter Reade Hospital
in Washington immediately

and hold the line open for me

to Air Force Intelligence,
the Pentagon.

David... what's happening?

Regeneration.

They needed regeneration.

David?

Is there any way
to prevent his going?

Depends upon
how much time he has.

No time at all.

I canceled the trip

to the regeneration station
in Rockland.

I didn't trust you.

I took a chance on you,
but I didn't trust you.

This time, you lose.

Not quite.

Take a look.

(gasps)

Fantastic.

Naturally, most of them were
skeptical about the film.

Film can be faked.

They know it and
they said it.

Does that mean
we're back where we started?

Not at all.

I went to my boss.

If he had any doubts
about the film,

he had none about me.

He's setting up a special
study commission.

I honestly think
you're on your way

to enlisting
official support.

Now, David,
if you need

any unofficial support
with the police...

No, no.

Edgar's taken care of that.

Gentlemen, Joan,

in the next room, I have
some material laid out

that just came
down from Canada.

David?

If I could have stopped you

from helping
those aliens yesterday,

I think I would have
killed you.

I pitied you and...
I guess I hated you.

Now that it's over,
David, I...

I know.

Let's go.

They're waiting for us.

NARRATOR:
A new war,

a war in which
the ability to attack

is no longer the sole
prerogative of the invader.

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