All language subtitles for The.Wrecking.Crew.1968.

On the street of many pleasures, stands
a house of seven

joys. Like you see it in the movies,

it's where groovy girls and boys, in the
oriental past,

you are welcome night and day.

Recommended by Matt, and by the A -A -A
-A -A -A -A -A -A -A -A.

On the street of many pleasures.

In the house of seven joys.

Anytime you feel like swinging.

There are seven playing toys.

Oriental relaxation.

Chinese psychedelic cults.

Recommended by Matt Helm.

and enjoy it.

You will dig the power jail.

With a billion in gold shining at me, I
feel reckless.

I'll open for a dime.

Well, with a billion in gold, I'm in.

Contact all elements.

Operation Rainbow is entering phase one.

Execute. Repeat.

Execute.

This isn't a scheduled stop.

No sweat, man.

Relax, man.

Everything's okay.

10 seconds behind schedule.

Is that catastrophic?

Yes, I deplore sloppiness.

Elton, McDonald.

McDonald!

All sections from 6 through 18 are on
emergency standby.

I'm picking up Matt Helman.

Phase 2, intercept McDonald.

Repeat, phase 2, intercept McDonald.

Yes, Your Excellency.

Go.

What if they can't?

If we can delay the American
counterforce by that much, it will add

minutes to each phase of Operation
Rainbow.

McDonald, ice.

Establish roadblocks to pick up black
sedan, two occupants. Maryland plates.

Long distance, cause you're switchboard
to the best.

Will you try his radio band?

I can't get through to him.

I can't reach him either, Mac.

Oh,

I will dance on the night

that we're away.

We'll have to keep dancing or you'll

burn.

Grab your coat, get your pail, let me
take you in the

barn, dear.

Just sit back and watch, cause I found a
cow who gives God.

I'm glad you dropped by. I want you to
meet some cute little... No, never mind.

Hey, but I'm paying those girls double
time. Do you know what it costs to

time all those girls? Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You get in.

Hey,

you got turned around.

Somebody left my phone off the hook.
Yeah, and I know who that somebody was.

Now shut up and listen.

One billion dollars in American gold en
route to London was stolen from a train

in Denmark.

Panic time in every money market in the
world, if the story breaks.

So, we can't send in a task force. It's
got to be a one -man job.

Let me guess who you got in mind.

Yes, Operation Rainbow has entered phase
three precisely on schedule.

You may notify our brokers in Bombay,
Ceylon, and Tokyo that the gold will not

be delivered... repeat, not be delivered
to London on Monday.

We've got one lead from Interpol.

That's where it's at.

Count Massimo Cantini.

Now, you name it, he probably owns it.

Oil, steel, railroads, munitions in a
dozen countries.

Multi -millionaire.

Aiming at a multi -billion.

I like your style.

Lola Medina.

The Office of the President of the
United States.

Mr. MacDonald, because of our balance of
payment deficits, the gold cannot be

replaced. It must be recovered.

Our best estimate is this.

From the time Mr. Helm arrives in
Copenhagen, He will have 48 hours to

accomplish his mission.

Is there anything else, Mr. President?
No, that is all.

That's all, Mr. MacDonald.

Alola Medina got her severance pay
several months ago.

He fired her?

But he had this waiting in the wings.

Four.

Hold a bit, my dear.

Oh, I really like his style.

Lenka Kerensky.

And remember, she's about as gentle as a
barracuda.

It's highly volatile.

Disappears in 15 or 20 seconds.

20 seconds. Hardly seems worth the
trouble.

But anyone exposed to it without these
goggles is blinded for at least a minute

and a half.

Enough time to do anything.

You'll use your standard cover.

Freelance photographer.

This switch activates the smoke ejection
unit, Matt. Matt, we have one prayer.

The Danish tourist bureau is trying to
get you into Contini Chateau.

Take pretty pictures?

To find out whatever you can.

Hello.

Contini's our only lead, Matt.

Nelson, scramble your phone.

Any report from the Danish tourist
bureau?

Negative, Mac.

Well, we can't wait any longer.

And your chance of finding Contini is
nil.

Oh, but you're going to make sure he
finds me.

Nelson, break Matt's cover.

You've got to be trying to get rid of
me.

Alert the network in Zone 3 that Matt's
on his way to Denmark to recover that

billion in gold.

Just one thing. What if Contini's, uh,
what if he ain't to die?

No, then whoever's got that gold will be
right on your tail.

But we'll give you every protection we
can.

This is your minute copy.

It's very simple, Matt.

Two universal joints, three master lock
screws, you're in business.

Goes in there, then into the trunk of
your car.

Now, this just came over from research.

Blows up, huh?

So, no, we don't even have a name for it
yet.

Why don't we call it a little bit of
Hanky Panky?

Mr. Helm has arrived.

Very good.

The information from Zone 3 was
accurate.

Mr. Helm is at the airport.

Very well.

Keep him under surveillance, but do not
kill him.

Yet.

May I ask why Your Excellency's being so
generous?

How generous, my dear?

Cautious.

Your car is ready, and your baggage has
been delivered to it.

How about the extra equipment?

In the trunk, as per your instructions.

Thank you.

And thank you for help.

He's leaving now. Follow him.

Direct my team. You're called.

Operation Rainbow has entered Phase 4 on
schedule.

Stand by for my instructions on Monday
morning.

Congratulations are in order.

Congratulations are premature, my dear
Massimo.

The report from Zone 3 has been
confirmed.

And Mr.

Helm is on the scene. Thank you.

So what do you intend to do?

I haven't decided.

At the moment, he's under surveillance.

Massimo, don't waste time.

Kill him.

I never waste anything or anyone, dear
Linka.

But this breakdown in American security
is far too convenient for my liking.

Our schedule has very little tolerance
for error.

Errors are made by those who blindly
accept the obvious.

And I can't believe that they would risk
an agent of Mr.

Helms' caliber quite so casually.

But I will find out.

And then I will kill him.

be of assistance.

Oh, he always gets that way after a
couple martinis.

It's a pleasure to welcome you to
Copenhagen.

I'm so sorry. I twisted my ankle.

I better have a look at it. No, no, it's
all right, really.

Thank you so much.

It's my pleasure.

Boulevard Greg, number 14, tonight.

Very pleasant hotel here.

Mr. Helm? Yes?

I'm Freya.

Welcome to Denmark, Mr. Helm.

You always greet people like this?

I'm Freya Carlson, your tourist bureau
contact.

These are for you, street maps, places
of interest.

This is for you, too.

What year was that?

1949. Oh, it's a very good year.

I'm here to help you in any way I can.

Well, it's very nice of you.

Is there anything you'd like for me to
do?

Yes, ma 'am, a couple things.

Yes, sir.

Would you mind getting off my camera
case, please?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, that's all right. I'm sorry. That's
okay.

What about the arrangements at the
Contini Chateau?

Oh, that's in the works. I'm expecting a
call from the Chateau at 11.

I'm sorry about... Welcome to Denmark.

Some kind of hotel you've got here.

A pack of bottles is better than none.

Thank you.

It's open come in

Come to me, my melancholy baby.

Cuddle up and don't be shy.

I adore you, pet, but the towel's a

little wet.

We hang it out to dry.

You're early, Mr. Elm.

I wasn't sure you'd come.

I was, Miss Lola Medina.

Oh, I underestimated you.

You know who I am.

I need your advice.

Advice?

Would you please change the color of the
light?

Turn down the color of the lights?

Oh.

Turn the red one?

Red, hmm?

Mr. Helm, as a professional
photographer, which color would be most

in this particular light?

That clashes with your eyes.

And I know you're set up with Contini.

Would you turn on the blue light,
please?

Blue light.

Must be the second one, huh?

Is this more intricate?

I also know you're off the team.

But I was on the team when Operation
Rainbow was being planned.

Would you put on the green light?

Operation Rainbow?

Operation Rainbow, our codename for a
billion dollar... What's your American

word? Heist.

I know what you're after, and I like the
way you're going about it.

Thank you, Mr. Hamm. Oh, thank

you.

I mean, no thank. I mean, I don't use
them.

Nobody is going to believe this down at
the office, but I'm on a very tight

schedule.

But I know where the gold is, Mr. Hale.

Well, I'm not on that tight a schedule.

I love flexible men.

Well,

there's just two little words.

Where it is, how much.

I'm a gypsy, Mr. L.

My father was a gypsy.

And he taught us one thing.

Wise men enjoy pleasure before business.

I like your father's thinking.

I'm a wretched hostess, Mr.

Hill.

I haven't offered you a thing.

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

What do you prefer?

To drink.

I've heard that you do.

Drink?

Well, let's just call it a hobby.

A scotch on a rock.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I'm out of scotch.

Can I give you something else?

Surprise me.

Mr. Helm, for my cooperation, I want two
things.

Massimo Contini destroyed and one
million dollars.

One million dollars.

Oh.

You're in luck. Mr. Hill.

Get out of the car.

Your hands in the air, please.

Wait just a minute. You're on another
vacation.

Wait just a minute.

Just a minute. I'm Freya Carlson from
the Danish Tourist Bureau.

Oh, for heaven's sakes, put that silly
gun away. This happens to be Matt Helm,

one of America's most distinguished
photographers.

Well, that may be true, but... No news
from the chateau yet.

Have you had your dinner?

Look. Miss Carlson, we've just received
reports of an explosion and a homicide

in this building that your Mr. Helm was
leaving so hastily. Well, I would say

leaving the air of an explosion hastily
is an extremely sensible reaction.

It must have been horrifying.

Will you shut up?

Come along, sir. I'm only trying to
help.

Don't do me a favor. You're helping me
right into death's door. Why don't you

split? Go call the American Embassy.

I'm not running out on you. Please do me
a favor. Run out, huh? Dessert.

Dessert!

Helm, what a pleasant surprise.

I hope so.

What is all this?

Excellency, we're checking an explosion
and a homicide. Then I suggest that you

get on with it. I'll vouch for Mr. Helm.

Yes, Excellency.

Mr. Helm, I am Count Massimo Contini. I
know you by your reputation, of course.

Count Contini, I've been trying to get
in touch with you for days. We wanted

permission to photograph your chateau.
That would be my pleasure.

Shall we say 10 o 'clock tomorrow
morning?

Yes, fine, 10 o 'clock.

Who we? We, we. What's we?

Us. You and me.

My orders from the Cheers Bureau are to
work directly under you.

Directly under me.

The first order is to get out of here.

Yes, sir.

It was a rather noisy exit.

Arranged by you?

But of course.

She met with Mr. Helm for only one
reason. To betray you.

So I simply stopped by her place and
dropped off a gift bottle of scotch.

that inevitable kick in it.

But you disobeyed my orders. You risked
the life of Mr. Helm.

Oh, darling.

We discussed all that last night.

It seemed to me that you forgave me. No?

Last night, I was in a forgiving mood.

This morning, I'm thinking realistically
of one billion in gold...

and Mr. Helm.

whose character we will now test.

Mr. Helm, His Excellency will see you
now.

This way, please.

Miss Carlson, Mr. Helm, you are prompt.

We couldn't wait to get started, Your
Excellency.

We? I'll take notes while Mr. Helm takes
the pictures.

Take her any time.

Miss Carlson, Mr. Helm, my fiancée, Miss
Linka Karensky.

Miss Kerensky, they told me... Linka,
please call me Linka, Mr. Helm.

Oh, well, make mine Matt, okay?

They told me the count had great taste.

Who told you that?

I did.

Uh, Mr.

Helm, we came here to work, remember?

Yes. Perhaps you'd like to start in the
conservatory.

Come along, my dear.

The view is simply breathtaking.

It sure is.

Something I said?

In our civilized business, this is the
traditional time to offer you a

or some liquid refreshment, perhaps.

But since we are professional people on
limiting time schedules, I suggest that

we dispense with such amenities.

Oh, no, let's not dispense with any of
those things.

But of course you're right.

Carl?

There's so little time for grace and
civility in this vulgar world of ours.

Well, I'll say it once and I'll say it
again. I like your style.

Actually, I would have preferred to live
in a different century.

Florence in the 13th or Germany in the
18th. Wouldn't you, Mr. Elm? I'd be all

wrong. I'd be dead by now.

Which brings me precisely to the point.

You see, I know who you are, Mr. Helm.

An agent of ice.

And I know why you came to Denmark. To
recover one billion dollars in American

gold.

Well, summer's putting you on, Count.

Please, Mr. Helm.

Stupidity has a tendency to make me
impatient.

However, luckily I dislike unnecessary
violence which may lead to unnecessary

publicity.

Therefore, you are going to South
America on the next available flight.

With one million dollars in cash.

Oh, I'd hate myself in the morning.

Two million?

I'd hate myself twice in the morning.
I'd lose my sense of values. You are

interfering with plans as delicately
balanced as a Swiss chronometer.

Therefore, I must kill you.

Now, you remember what you said about
being stupid.

You think I walked in here without
knowing I could walk out?

Now, the Danish tourist bureau, they
know where I am.

And they know the minute I'm expected
back.

If I don't show up, you're going to be
up to your hips in cops.

Freya?

What?

Tell them the tourist bureau, they know
where I am, right?

Oh, no, Mr. Helm. No, Mr. Helm? No, our
clients have complete privacy.

No one knows who you are.

Smile.

I didn't smile.

That's Mr. Helms.

They're trying to kill us, Mr. Young.
They're trying to kill us.

Awful driver.

Hang on to your miniskirt.

At the time, the road dead end.

Bring it down now

Oh no!

You'd better.

Each phase of the operation has been
advanced eight hours.

You will have the pleasure of killing
Mr. Helm.

Thank you very much, Your Excellency.

Call you.

Know why I've been blue.

Trade each night for a roommate.

Exactly like you.

Mr. Howard? You rang.

No, I didn't.

But since you're here, why don't you sit
down?

My name is Eurang.

Your name is Eurang?

Well, that's good.

Lie down.

I want to talk to you.

Believe me.

About a certain billion dollars in gold.

Half a billion, Mr. Helm.

I'm thinking of a...

Partnership.

So am I.

Shall we, um, come to the point?

Well, maybe you're in too big a hurry.
Now that we're partners, uh, won't you

just relax, Miss Uran?

Let's not be formal, Matt.

My first name is Wen.

When you rang, I said I'd answer to say
hello.

Now, where did you say my half a billion
in gold was?

In the same place my half a billion is.

Pardon me, Mr. Helm.

She's here.

No, yes, she's here.

She's got a knife in her hand. I know
she's got a knife in her hand, and I

I'd call you.

But it's very important.

Pardon me?

We're having a party, no?

Here.

They, um, they told me you were a
unique.

experience, Mr. Helm.

That?

Incredibly formidable.

Exciting.

For now, I shall never find out.

Mr. Helm, Mr. MacDonald has been
calling, and he's on his way here.

Oh, isn't that an adorable mink, Mr.
Helm?

I don't know what you've got, but you
sure got bad timing.

Yes?

Linker?

Alive?

Loved.

Mr. Allen?

Aren't you going to wait for Mr.
McDonald? He cabled a bureau that he'd

tonight.

Oh, do me a favor.

Yes, sir.

Go play in the freeway.

Without a car.

JB,

please. JB.

Yes.

Establish an observation post at Cantini
Chateau.

It will be functional at 0800 hours.

Right.

Mr. MacDonald, can you give us any
assurance that Matt Helm will complete

mission on time?

I regret to say that I can't, Mr.
Ambassador.

Well, you see, Matt's been out of
contact for the past 26 hours.

Gentlemen, unless we get that gold on
Monday, by noon the pound will be

worthless. And in that event, how long
could the American dollar survive?

Can't we send in a task force?

No, sir.

We just can't risk a news break.

However, I've notified Matt that I'm on
my way to Copenhagen.

I'll report to you by 0100.

Gentlemen?

If your sweetheart puts a pistol in her
bed,

you'd do better

sleeping with your uncle friend.

I told you I'd love to come.

Of course, but you startled me. You
weren't expecting me?

Oh. But I'm delighted you're here.

As a matter of fact, I could use a
little help. Would you please?

No.

Which way? Up or down?

Well, there's always a choice, Mr. Helm,
isn't there?

Thank you.

I thought you wanted to talk.

Well, can't that wait? I always prefer
pleasure before business.

Hmm. I bet your father was a wise old
gypsy.

Because I'm going barefoot?

Yeah, just a thought. But I like your
thinking.

Pleasure first.

Without interruptions.

Were you expecting someone?

Yeah. That nice, friendly character in
your car. But don't you worry about him.

He's taking a nice long nap.

Oh, well, that was stupid.

Carl is no threat to you.

And neither am I.

So this is the place I was going to get
shot in the back.

Kind of a stylish pad to take off from.

Oh, I forgot to tell you.

I took the gun.

Well, of course Contini sent me here to
kill you.

But you see, on the way over here, I
changed my mind and I decided not to.

After I decked that friendly chap and
after I took the hardware, then you

decided... Mr. Helmer?

Hmm?

Come here.

Want me to lie down so you can talk to
me?

Okay.

About a partnership.

Full partnership?

Name on a rug?

Door? Floor?

You see, the trains have stopped for

Contini and me and... I'm getting off.

To wait for me?

Because I was told you were going worth
waiting for.

Gossip. Just gossip. Don't you believe
me?

No.

Mr. Helm, look under the pillow at your
left -hand side.

You see, my friendly chauffeur and the
other gun, they're just decoys.

And that is the gun I was supposed to
kill you with.

And I'm even taking off my bracelet
because I don't want you to get

Now, do you believe me?

I'd better.

You got a deal now. Where is the gold?

It's being moved right now.

They won't believe this down at the
office either, but here's a straight

question. Where to?

I really don't know.

And I won't know for hours.

So you see, we have all the time in the
world.

Horn. It's a horn. It's not a horn. You
didn't... That was... Tell me you didn't

hear a horn. You heard a horn?

Mm -hmm.

She's here.

She's here.

You got a deal, partner. Now, you call
me.

There's activity, but nothing conclusive
maintain surveillance

Let me call you sweetheart.

I'm in love with you.

I haven't seen your face, dear, but your
leg

will do.

Each phase of our operation has been
advanced ten hours. Repeat, ten hours.

Shipments will be delivered according to
my prearranged schedules, but our

tolerances have been drastically
reduced.

McDonald is here, which means that ICE
has established red alert plus one.

You tried and failed.

I won't tonight.

Words. I can't afford the luxury of
words.

There's been a serious breakdown in
security.

The shadow has been under surveillance
for seven hours. Deplorable.

When the estate is re -secured and
quadrants checked, you will make a phone

to Mr. Helm and you will arrange to meet
him at the usual rendezvous.

For God's sake, Freya.

Let me look.

Freya, how long has it been?

Prague, or maybe it was the Jefferson...
Don't tell me that you know little old

Miss Fowler up here.

Now, just one minute. I was told to work
directly under you, and you refused to

cooperate. You say that again, and I'm
going to teach you to watch your

language. Matt, I told you we'd give you
all the protection we could.

She's my protection? She happens to be
with British intelligence. I get it.

You're trying to get rid of me.

And an extremely efficient one, too. As
a matter of fact, I've established an

observation post above Cantini Chateau.

And what did you find out?

Nothing at all.

The agent was killed.

That figures.

And, in addition, I was extremely
efficient at the tramway with you rang,

remember? Uh -huh.

Oh, that was in the ladies' room.

Wait a minute.

You rang it here?

Mm -hmm.

Well, that's trouble in spade.

He's Cantini's top agent in Hong Kong.

Matt, what inning is it?

I think it's the ninth inning, and
you're right on target, because Contini

our guy.

The United States is offering a 5 %
finest fee for that gold, and no

asked.

Fifty million, huh?

Well, I'm supposed to meet Linka
tonight, and they're setting me up for a

But I'm going to shock her out of her
miniskirt.

Oh, would you answer that, please?

No, over there, over there. And if it's
little Linka, stall.

I mean, you know what that means, stall.

Mr. Helms, sweet.

I know he isn't at the moment. May I
take a message?

Thank you.

It was your little linker. They really
think I'm buying.

Now, I only knew where you rang lived.

I had a cozy little chat with her.

Just so happens that I know where you
rang hangs her kimono.

I'll bet you do.

Tend to one you don't.

You just remember that this happens to
be my home cricket pitch.

Well, now, stop pitching your cricket
and give.

House of Seven Joys, number five, Viking
Street. Ten to one.

Matt, hold it.

Now, be sensible.

Use your head for something beside the
target. You're walking right into a

firing squad. I'm glad you're worried
about me, but I'm going to be sensible.

I'm using my head.

I'm not meeting Linka tonight.

You're picking her up.

Hello, partner.

We have a golden opportunity, partner.

So why don't you meet me as soon as
possible at the House of Seven Joys,

Street? Oh, no, no, no. It's honest time
now. The House of Seven Joys, that's,

uh, Eurang's pad.

We'll meet in the open.

Uh, Tivoli Gardens, Westgate.

And one more thing, sweetheart.

I know where the gold is, so that makes
me the senior partner.

I believe he doth know.

He may.

And he may not.

But I can't afford to speculate.

May I

call

you a partner?

It was thoughtful of you to call me, Mr.
Helm.

with such an attractive proposal.

Oh, don't knock it, honey.

The finest fee is 50 million.

No questions, no strings.

His Excellency would have questions.

Who's he going to ask? Other guys
wearing stripes.

What to prevent me taking the whole ball
of rice to Billion?

Well, in the first place, you don't have
continuous contacts.

And you're too little for that much
loot.

Are you a chef?

Oh, I'm an agent of ice. I don't get one
yen.

Oh, you're doing this only for duty?

Well, I'm a very generous person. I
figure, well, maybe around Christmas

you might send me a card or something.
Forgive me, Your Honor.

There's a call from your headquarters in
Bombay.

Oh, excuse me.

Oh, no.

Mr. Helm, betraying Massimo Contini is
both dangerous and unprofitable.

you'll have to admit it's been a two
-way street.

Were you tempted by his offer, my dear?

Of course not, Your Excellency.

That offer, Mr. Helm, removed my last
nagging doubt. You don't know where the

gold is.

Otherwise, you would not have attempted
to corrupt my loyal servant, Eurang.

Oh, we know where it is.

And that offer was plain common sense.

We want to avoid publicity and also we
want to avoid killing a couple dozen

people. No.

Now I can proceed precisely on schedule.

Well, uh, you've forgotten something.

I'm here. You're here.

You rang and her friendly apes are here.

But where is McDonald's? I would like to
play poker

with you, Mr. Helm, because you lie so
unconvincingly.

Just in the nick of time.

I was terribly disappointed that you
couldn't keep our rendezvous, Mr. Helm.

But Mr. MacDonald proved to be very
cooperative, shall we say.

Well, that's Mac, all right. Anything to
help.

But one thing, we've got to get going.

Well, if it isn't Miss Carlson.

My dear, you must be terribly dedicated
to your work to wear an atrocious wig

like that.

How very common of you to mention it.

Your question, I believe, was, where is
Mr. McDonald?

You sure are something, Count.

But I gotta tell you, I'm holding aces
back to back.

You're cold, Mr. Hill.

Operation Rainbow.

Go on.

Lola Medina.

The wild gypsy with the wise old pappy
in the noisy bottle.

She was your fun and games while
Operation Rainbow was being planned.

And you want to know something about
gypsies?

They love to drink and they love to
talk.

I'm sorry you said that, Mr. Helm.

But it brings our pleasant little chat
to an end.

Hold on, Mac.

The tracks have been cleared to
Luxembourg. Proceed to phase eight

Be so good as to execute method Hellman
-McDonald.

And don't forget Miss Carlton.

See ya!

cylinder remove the glass wall

and get ready

how

very unfortunate

Get our pal to a hospital. Never mind
me. Just stop continuing.

That could have been you.

Never. Never, never, never, never,
never.

The shipment will be en route to
Luxembourg at H .R. minus ten.

You rang?

Intercept map helmet. Travelling towards
the chateau.

South by southwest.

Yes, Your Excellency.

Turn around.

Turn left at the intersection. I know a
shortcut.

Are you sure?

Yes, I'm sure. Turn left.

Must be the wig.

Beg your pardon?

I mean, you... But the House of Seven
Joys, you didn't do one thing wrong.

right here.

Somebody put a river here.

I think it's too deep to cross.

Too deep, huh?

Well, you want to ask a question?

Whose side are you on?

Well, I'm an agent.

And I also happen to be a good one.

And I'm also a woman.

Ching to the river.

I want to talk to you.

I want to talk to you, too, after the
job's finished.

Yeah.

You are on their side. I am not.

Up you go.

Miss Helm, I think you should know that
I'm a bit of a coward about flying.

What?

Continue.

Band 0 -5, come in.

Are you reading me, Matt?

Time's running out, Mr. MacDonald. For
the British pound, the American dollar,

the free world.

I can send in a division of troops. No.

No.

Until I contact Matt, we can't make a
move.

Get on with it, Frankick. Move it
nearer. Yes, Your Excellency.

They will take care of Mr. Helms'
terminal liquidation.

If they happen to fail, you will execute
plan two.

Yes, sir.

Unfortunately, I can't stay to save Mr.
Helms' final departure, but Luxembourg,

I shall expect you to die.

He's landing behind the chateau.

Mr. Helm, goodbye.

Our business must remain unfinished.

I'm sorry, Matt.

No.

Just a minute. I'm not through with you
yet.

I could indulge myself by killing you,
Mr. Helm, but I will leave that small

trough to your colleague, Miss Carlton.

I'm sorry. Did I hurt you? Of course you
hurt me.

No, no, no.

Come with me. I know a better way.

You sure it's not occupied?

Isn't this wonderful?

I just can't wait.

Can't wait?

I'd like to say, have our little talk.

This is exciting.

Comfortable, my dear.

Yes, very comfortable, don't you?

Mr. Hill, is my hair a mess?

What? Is my hair a mess?

Do you want to know the truth?

Yes. You're a mess.

Mr. McDonald, hold it.

Hold it. I'm getting through to him.

Matt?

Matt, where the hell are you?

Oh, I'm in Contini's diesel.

And what's left of him is up the track
about 30 miles from his chateau.

Yeah, I got the gold, and I got a couple
questions.

Where do I take it, and how do you stop
this thing?

Don't stop.

We're rerouting you to Copenhagen on
automatic signals. We'll take over from

there. And, Matt?

Don't let one...

Nothing will go wrong.

Hey.

Think we can have a little talk now?

We're going to talk a little, just a
little.

Nothing's going to spoil our bliss a
little.

And when our talk is through, how about
me and you?

On the street of many pleasures. And the
house of seven

joys. I can see it in the movies.

It's what's moving girls and boys.

In this oriental fad.

You are welcome night and day.