All language subtitles for The Man From UNCLE s05e04 One of Our Spies is Missing 1967

I'm sorry, sir, we're closed. I'm sorry,
sir, we... You like it?

It's extraordinary workmanship.

And the jewels look real.

Oh, they are.

Naturally, for a collar such as this, I
need a very elegant cat.

A nice, big, fat one.

Well, I'm a bit confused there.

Which do you wish, elegant or fat?

What I need is the kind of cat that gets
himself stolen.

You're free.

Go away.

Ah,

we won't be needing this, will we?

I wasn't doing nothing.

Found a cat, that's all.

No crime there, is there?

Just found a straight cat, is all I did.

Well, there's nothing wrong there, is
there?

That's for finding him.

Where do you take them?

I don't take them nowhere.

I get barred.

I'd take them to Corby.

Who's Corby?

Just Corby.

He and his chum.

They've got this whole house all stocked
up with cats.

Loves cats.

Hates to see them walk the street, you
might say.

You know, hazy for me to bring them to
the house.

Two bob.

Five bob if it's a special big one.

Loves big cats, they do.

One more question.

Where do I find this house with Corby
and his chum?

He's on his way up.

Sit down.

You recognize the subject, Mr. Zolo?

Benjamin Lancer, Ph .D., Dean Emeritus,
Harvard National Science Award for

work in genetic linkages and X -ray
-induced mutations.

Very good, Mr. Zolo.

He also shared the Nobel Prize in 1952.

For his research into the aging process
of cats.

He maintained that cats are remarkably
similar to human beings in that regard.

He retired three years ago.

That's when this picture was taken.

And I would say that was the same man
about 30 years ago. This picture was

taken last week, Mr. Zorro.

The son?

There's no record of his son to Dr.
Lancer.

That doesn't change the picture, Annie.

There's another fact you should know. If
these two pictures represent father and

son, then we must consider the fact that
the two sets of fingerprints which

accompanied the pictures are identical.

Well, fingerprints have been faked
before, sir. I'd like to see both men

positive identification.

Get a retinal pattern, for example.

I'd like to talk to Dr. Lancer.

You'll have to find him first, however.

He's disappeared.

Thrush?

Not yet.

So far as we know.

But I dare say that an organization with
Thrush's capacity for evil won't be out

of the picture very long.

I suggest you waste no time in seeking
out Dr. Lancer.

Are you going to give me any hint, or
shall I start from scratch?

He does have a daughter. A lot of life.

She's a model for the House of De Sala
in Paris.

Well, thank you.

Oh, Mr.

Zolo.

When you contact Miss Lancer, please
keep it in mind that although you are

investigating a biological mystery, your
relationship with Miss Lancer on behalf

of Uncle is research of another order.

Duty first.

Will I have time to stop in London and
see Kiriakhin in the hospital?

Mr. Geary, I can left the hospital this
morning.

Right now he's back chasing cats and so
ho.

I am Madame de Sala.

How do you do?

Enchante.

Napoleon Solo.

What do you wish, monsieur?

I just told your charming young lady the
exact truth. I want to see Miss Lancer.

For what purpose?

What may just not concern you?

Everything here concerns me.

Do you think because she is a model you
may just come in and just, just...

Scout's honor, just just is the last
thing in my mind. Who are you and what

you wish?

When those two are answered, I shall
decide if you are to see Lorelei or no.

Thank you. Good afternoon.

I have no trouble introducing myself. If
it's too much of a burden for you.

Lorelei, this is a man who calls himself
Napoleon Solo, whoever that might be.

He wishes to speak with you.

I would advise you not.

Thank you.

I want to ask you about your father,
Miss Lancer. I'm sorry, Mr. Soto. I

don't wish to speak to you.

Miss Lancer, I must reach your father.
His life may depend on it.

You can reach me here.

You may lead this way.

Sorry, child.

I know that was an embarrassment.

Madame, why didn't you want me to talk
to him?

I am worried about my father.

Leave. Leave us, please.

Please.

Thank you.

Why is because he is the enemy.

In what way? Because we are women.

How can I explain to you a whole history
of the world which we did not create?

They put it together. They did.

Why do you think I engage myself in the
making and selling of dressing?

Do you perhaps believe it is all which
I'm capable?

Do you think I wish nothing else in
life?

I want.

I want that which belongs to me no less
than to a man.

It is power.

A power that is almost within my grasp.

No, it is not fantasy.

It is not madness.

In a world controlled by men, I have
found a way to control the controllers.

But you will understand when you are
told.

Where is my father, madame?

I cannot tell you even that.

Please don't press me.

But believe in me, and do not converse
with that man again. I beg of you, your

life may depend upon it.

This needs something more fluid.

Olga, the beads.

She will not talk to that man again.

You will see to it.

Dodo, are you going home tonight right
after the showing?

Mm -hmm.

Long enough to turn to my clothes.

Do you have a date?

Maurice. I want you to stay with Lorelei
this evening.

It's important.

I see.

What if she's going out?

She's not.

I want you to stay with her in her flat.

You live right next door. It shouldn't
be too difficult to think of some

or other.

Why? I want to make sure she doesn't
telephone to Mr.

Solo. If you think she's going to, you
call me.

I can be there in ten minutes.

What if I can't stall her that long?

I've discovered that this has great
persuasive power.

Get away, dog.

Open channel D, please.

Napoleon?

Well, you don't sound at all like Mr.
Waverly.

Not really, Napoleon.

Mr. Waverly made me your contact woman.

He shows impeccable taste, Wanda.

It's a beautiful moon here. How's yours?

We don't have any.

It's only five o 'clock.

Oh, well, I'll have to share this one
with you, then.

In the first place, it's different than
the one you have at home.

It's a girl moon.

And her eyes are open very wide, and her
mouth is open in the shape of an O, as

though she's just been kissed.

Hmm.

Lucky moon.

I presume that's Mr. Solo.

Actually, sir, Bob, Well, will you
please tell him that if he runs into Mr.

Curiakin... Mr. Curiakin is... Well...
Well, Mr. Curiakin is spending

too much money on cats.

I'll pronounce people getting restless.

Now, the reason I called you, Wanda, I'm
an extraordinary woman this afternoon.

Don't you always.

She's not exactly my type. I'll need a
dossier on her. Her name is Madame de

Sala.

You brought Professor Gretzky with me.

Professor Gretzky will make all of his
preparations tonight. And by morning,

will have your first treatment.

There is a time to die.

Go, please. Make everything ready.

Cold.

Too late, Rainer. Too late.

It's the enemy.

It wounds you with its days.

We will wound time.

You and I and Gretzky.

I have no purpose to fight.

I remember when they turned out Winston
Churchill. I was hardly an old man then.

I thought, how dare they do this? How
dare they?

And then my turn came and...

I was far more angry because it was me
where I thought, let them get on without

me.

They did.

But what have they done?

Is this the kind of world you would have
made?

I ran out of time.

I don't want it now, Rainer.

I lie awake wondering how to move puny
people to great purposes.

When I was ten years old, I was in love
with you.

I would say to myself, one day I will
marry him.

How I raced.

How I raced to grow up fast.

Do you remember when I was sixteen and I
would sit by your side with my head on

your lap?

I love you still, my Norman.

Yes, you have run out of time.

But that is all.

And we can give that back to you.

Do you remember the power you once had?

It was in you.

When I was a very little girl and I
would learn that you were going to go

room, I would race to get to that room
before you.

The room itself would change.

If there were people in it, they would
stop and wait and listen to me. what you

would say to them.

How I longed then to take your hand and
walk with you through the halls of

power.

To feel that terrible strength going
from you into me.

And it shall be.

Take my hand, Norman, and let me lead
you back to greatness.

My mind's just not on cards tonight.

Well, I didn't think it was when I
blitzed you three times.

What are you thinking of?

Dodo, would you mind?

I mean, I'm awfully tired. I would like
to... I bet you want to call Mr.

Solo.

I told you, he's not a boyfriend.

He's a car salesman.

All right, I'll go as soon as you fix me
a drink.

A little whiskey and soda?

Whiskey and soda.

Hello, Maurice.

Dodo.

I understand.

Dodo? In here.

Dodo, please.

Oh, God.

Oh, I'm so glad you're here.

I don't know what's come over her. All
of a sudden, she got that knife and she

came after me. Poor child, it has been a
traumatic experience for you, hasn't

it? You shouldn't have frightened her,
though.

She was being very difficult.

Look, I was so frightened that I just
don't understand what's happened. There

are so many things you don't understand,
my dear.

See where that leads.

I'll explain it all to you in a moment.

Hello? It's Miss Lancer there. This is
Napoleon Solo.

Just a moment, please.

It's Solo.

Solo. I have to tell him to come over.

What?

Mr. Solo, Lorelei had to step out a few
moments, but I know she did want to

speak to you.

Good. Do you have the address?

Yes.

I'm so glad.

Close the door.

Is that the answer?

Hello. Are you Mr.

Solo?

Yes, I am.

I'm Dodo.

I live over there.

I just spoke to you on the phone,
remember?

Oh, uh, Miss Lancer hasn't returned yet.

Oh, no, no, she, uh... Well, I guess
she'll be back soon. She left the coffee

pot on.

Would you like a little drinky while you
wait?

No, thank you. I'll just, uh, have a
little coffee.

Oh, do you like cats, Mr. Zolo?

Well, a friend of mine has recently
become a cat fancier. I guess a little

may have rubbed off on me.

Now, sugar, sugar, sugar, where is it?

That's all right. I'll just take some
cream.

Do you mind if I make myself a little
drink?

No, be my guest.

Oh, not that I drink much, Mr. Solo.

I mean, you know, I wouldn't want you to
get the impression that I was the kind

of girl who drinks a lot.

Perish the thought.

Do you have any advice?

And believe me, that's very hard.

It is?

Well, you know, for a girl who looks
like me.

Well, I'm, uh...

I'm sure your mother raised you quite
properly.

Oh, she did.

You know one thing she said to me?

Helga? Oh, Helga's my real name. We come
from Hamburg.

I used to be in the theater there. I
mean, right now I'm working as a model,

I'm really an actress.

As a matter of fact, I'm going to be in
a review in London.

So if you're ever over there... Anyway,
my mother always told me... Make a nice

cup of coffee, Dodo. Now, where's Miss
Lam?

That's in Texas.

I couldn't help but hear the commotion.
Was this fella bothering you?

Okay, buddy.

On your feet.

Now, come on.

Come on. Oh, boy.

Wait a minute.

Where's the girl? Hey!

You sound like an American.

I'll bet you are.

I ought to call the gendarmes. You ought
to be ashamed of yourself, taking

advantage of a poor, defenseless woman.

You know, it's fellas like you that
gives us tourists the bad name.

All right.

Now, look, buddy, I don't know what this
is all about, but it sure don't look

right to me.

Ooh, that little lady sure did show a
big hunk out of your ear, huh?

I bet that's Moritz.

Without me.

There's a police station a couple of
doors from here. Why don't you run down

there and get a couple of gendarmes and
bring them back?

Huh?

Oh! Oh, yeah.

You bet.

If you have to reach me, you can do so
in care of Philip Bainbridge at the

Club in London.

Good afternoon, sir. Be out of me way,
will you, man?

I must give him his medicine.

We do not allow female persons on the
premises.

I am not a female person.

I am a registered nurse.

Nevertheless, you are not a male nurse.

Do you mean to say that in a matter of
life and death, you would not allow me

in? Under all circumstances, there has
never been a woman in the Byron Club.

Has none of you a mother?

Those members who have arranged to meet
their mothers on the outside.

To whom should the medicine be given?

I would not trust you with an aspirin.

I'd offer you my shoulder to cry on, but
we haven't been formally introduced.

But if you like, I'll take your medicine
inside for you.

It is for Sir Norman Swickard.

And he understands the manner of the
medication.

And as for myself, I wouldn't care to be
introduced to a gentleman.

Who meet his mother on the outside.

I'm Napoleon Solo. I have an appointment
with Philip Bainbridge.

Lyons, sir.

Is it really you?

Try me.

What is the Bridge of Lyons?

The private chess society.

What was your most recent move?

Queen to black queen's bishop four.

Describe to me the events of November
the 3rd, 1919.

November 3rd is my birthday.

In 1919, I was 37 years old.

You and I were part of the Mackinson
Polar Expedition of that year.

On November 3rd, we were on the ice pack
north of Greenland, debating if we

should shoot a polar bear we had
tracked.

Nearly 50 years ago.

I couldn't believe the process worked. I
had to come and see for myself.

But why this Bainbridge? Why the alias?

You wouldn't want our secret to leak
out, would you?

If only I'd had this at the right time.

Five more years I needed and they'd turn
me out.

Norman, now we can give you 25 years.

Good heavens!

A WOMAN!

Quickly! What happened? There was a
slight mistake.

You'd better go up there.

What did you do? Leave me alone.

Oh, stop.

Oh, stop it.

Olga, shoot him.

You're standing in the middle of the
driveway.

It's very dangerous. People get hurt
that way.

This is private property, sir, and
you're trespassing.

Unless, of course, I'm a guest.

You don't look like a guest to me, sir.

You're an American, aren't you?

Yes, sir, I am.

Good day, sir.

You a member of the Bridge of Lions,
sir?

Sir?

Although you feel free to study those
boards, they are the property of the

Bridge of Lions. Their examination is
privileged to the membership of that

society. Well, I'm sorry, sir, if I
offended you by looking at the games.

If this is about today's murder,
immediately I left the Byram Club.

I went to New Scotland Yard and made a
full statement.

If you like, I shall arrange to furnish
you with a copy.

They already have.

Sir, was Dr. Lancer killed at the Byram
Club today?

And I do hereby assert of my own free
will and under sacred oath that I did

day witness the death by murder of
Philip Bainbridge.

You haven't answered my question, sir.

Did you see Bainbridge?

If he'd been Lancer, he'd have to be 83
years old.

That's not the question, sir.

The question is, who was Philip
Bainbridge?

And was he Benjamin Lancer?

And will you vouch that he was not?

This is Benjamin Lance's board.

We all have our own board so that we can
play by mail when we're not together.

Did you know that over 30 million deaths
were caused by World War I?

Unnecessary. An accident of history
brought about by a breakdown of

communications. Not between nations.

but between men, the men who create
history, who speak for the nations, who

yes and no to fate.

It was then that I decided to build a
bridge between the great men and the

minds of the world, a bridge of lions,
so that the borders of the nations could

not come between these men when they
desired to communicate with each other.

Sir Norman.

Who was killed at the Byron Club today?

Queen, the Black Queen.

Bishops, four.

Sir?

Philip Bainbridge.

Where is Benjamin Lancer, then?

Dead.

Just as Philip Bainbridge is dead.

Napoleon. Come in, Napoleon.

Napoleon Solo on channel.

And how shines the moon on the England's
fair land?

Oh, sorry to disenchant you, my dear. It
shines about at all.

Napoleon, I'm counting the days till our
moon shines.

Oh, by the way, I got that dossier you
wanted.

Report, my child, with regard to a
certain Madame de Sala. That

woman. A pure hostility caused by sheer
envy.

Madame was born in 1931.

Her mother died the same year. Her
father died nine years later. He was a

general and a member of the Bridge of
Lions.

But Sir Norman Swickert took the child
into his house to bring her up.

That's a good beginning for a Victorian
novel.

She owns a cosmetics company and two
establishments of haute couture. One for

the rich rich, the other for the poor
rich.

All original capital supplied by Sir
Norman, who remains a major partner.

Leaving out the Bridge of Lions, is
there any connection between either

or De Sala and Lancer?

There's a biochemist named Alexander
Gritsky, financed by De Sala's cosmetic

company. Hormone research.

Gritsky used to be a pupil of Lancer.

Napoleon?

Contact with Mr. Solo and his channel's
still open.

Camel Station.

Waverly speaking.

Mr. Solo, we're trying to contact you.

Can you respond?

Mr. Solo, can you respond?

Please, don't shout.

Mr. Solo's going to have a very nasty
headache as it is.

If he recovers consciousness.

You might send him a couple of aspirins
if you care.

About three and a half miles just north
of Lesser Littlehampton.

Who is this?

Jardine is the name.

Hello?

Hello?

Jardine.

Jardine.

Hand me the Thrash Europe volume,
please.

Just as I thought.

Hello, kitty.

What did they do to you?

How did you become a little kitten? You
were a big cat the last time I saw you.

Ilya? Ilya?

Very funny.

Ilya.

Is that who you're looking for?

His name is Corby.

He collected cats.

I'm looking for a biochemist named
Alexander Gritsky.

He's the man that Corby collected the
cat.

Did you know that the nervous system of
a cat is the closest thing to the

nervous system of a human?

Did you know that?

Corby collected cats, and only cats.

Where do the kittens come from?

Hatpin.

Hatpin.

I think this is the hat the hatpin was
in before it was in Mr. Corby.

You know who put up the money for the
House of De Sala?

Swickard. Sir Norman Swickard.

I would like to go for a little ride in
the country.

Sir Swickard has a lovely place in the
country.

If I can't get an explanation of what
you're talking about, I'll settle for

ride.

No change.

There is no change.

What do you think? We are science
fiction?

We are like those hormone creams you
advertise in the magazines? Smear on,

off, and underneath is a new face? I
thought it would be finished.

It is begun.

The whole metabolism of the body is in a
new order.

We don't do this. The body does it by
itself.

Cell by cell.

You should be saying, Romeo, Romeo,
wherefore art thou, Romeo? Well, I...

what do you think I am? Well, I am
enough of a lady so that I wouldn't know

to think what I think you are. Yes, I'd
like to introduce you to my chaperone,

Mr. Kayarka. This is Miss Sweet. Well,
if you're going to be looking at me in

nightgown, well, you should be red
-faced.

Well, I think all that's necessary is
that we speak to the girl and orient her

as to who we are and what we are and the
principles that we stand for, and I

think it...

Good morning.

Your friend having a little trouble?

A little enough.

He's dead.

That's very unusual.

Seventy -three percent of all accidents
happen in the home.

Very rarely do you find somebody who
dies in a wine bath.

I think his heart gave out.

Sheer terror.

Killed him.

Jordin is the name. J -O -R -D -I -N.

Insurance game, in a way.

Most insurance men sell you something to
settle the damages after something

happens. My specialty is prevention.

Who carries your papers?

Oh, it goes this way and that.

Sometimes I carry my own paper, and
sometimes I get somebody to underwrite

Clutch, for example?

Ah, the world is full of birds.

I don't suppose you would mind answering
a couple of questions, would you, Mr.

Solo? Actually, Mr. Jourdain, I answer
questions much better when I'm not

standing at the bottom of a wine vat.

Next time, you'll play dead, and I'll
make up the reason why.

Quiet, please.

And now, if you don't mind, take off
your jacket, please.

Just drop it anywhere.

And the gun.

I've already been relieved of that.

The holster, then.

And one shoe.

Either one.

Thank you.

Remember, there's one shoe bit. It's
very good.

Close you just enough off balance to
slow you down a bit. Give me a little

Sit down, please.

Sit on your hands.

Palms up, if you don't mind.

Makes it harder to get up again, doesn't
it?

That's my impression.

I don't mean to complain. You've been
very nice and all that, but it is a

cold in here.

down to cases, review the data, bring
everything up to date, and go on from

there.

Now, we, um, we have a biochemist named,
uh,

Lancer, who disappears for a while, and
the next time we see him, he calls

himself Bainbridge, and appears to be 30
years younger.

Is appearance reality?

Is Bainbridge really Lancer?

Now we look and another biochemist
disappears.

A former student and associate of
Lance's called Professor Alexander

What is Uncle Agent Napoleon Solo's
interest in all this?

Now Uncle sends another agent, Ilya
Kuryakin, to the London Soho.

Kuryakin follows Katz.

Questions. Why does Kuryakin... Lazarus.

I beg pardon?

Lazarus, the, uh...

A chap who rose from the dead.

Mr. Jordan!

Look out, Napoleon!

I thought

you

had a little more style than to try an
old trick like that. I don't know what

you mean.

Well, money clip, I'm surprised at you.
It is also a bomb.

Really? Really.

Really?

Thank you, Sir Charles.

How are you?

Good to see you all again.

Excuse me for one moment.

Gentlemen.

Well, I must say, Sir Norman, you look a
good deal younger than the last time we

met. So it appears.

We shall have to have your secret, sir.

What secret?

Whether or not you describe it as a
miracle.

A genuine process of rejuvenation does
exist, doesn't it?

Does it?

Yes. Developed by Dr. Lancer and
Professor Alexander Gritsky.

Go on.

And since Dr.

Lancer is dead, the power of the process
remains with Professor Gritsky.

A fair deduction.

Will you tell us where Professor Gritsky
is, so we can protect him?

From whom?

There are probably thrush agents in the
Byron Club right now, ready to snatch

your secret and put it to their own use.

Mr. Sorrow, you are laboring under a
terrible misapprehension.

The only secret in my possession is my
marriage to Madame de Sala.

And that will only be a secret until
tomorrow when it is announced in all the

papers. Sir Norman, a truly effective
process of rejuvenation is no joking

matter. I quite agree.

But until one has been discovered...

I can only recommend the one I have
tried.

Marriage to the right woman.

What you see in me is only a reflection
of what my wife sees.

And now, if you'll excuse me, I have a
great number of people waiting for me

outside.

Good day, gentlemen.

I must say, Mr. Norman, is everything
the swickered legend says he is.

All right, where do we go from here?

Well, what if we were thrush?

What do we want?

Want Sir Norman, or do we want... want
what?

I think our friends from Thrush have
been eavesdropping.

Well, it won't be the first time.

Let's see what kind of an earache we can
give them.

Too late, my friends.

Too late. Sugar?

Spread out.

Bring the stretcher.

Time to go.

In one moment.

Have you been introduced?

Napoleon Solo and Ilya Kiryakin
responding.

What further developments, Mr. Solo?

Ah, it's very quiet here, sir. Mrs.
Wickard has made two calls. The second

was answered by the police in her
office, so she knows about the murder

kidnapping. Anything on your end?

We picked up the ambulance they used to
carry Gritsky.

They left it at a small private airport
and then continued on with Gritsky by

plane.

That's the last we know of them, to now.

So stay with it, Mr. Solo. You and Mr.
Fuhrer, I reckon.

They must certainly try to contact Mrs.
Swigert.

Yes, sir. We shall be there, sir.

Let's hope so, Mr. Solo.

Hello? I'd like to speak to the lady of
the house.

Yes, I'm listening.

Jordine is the name. J -O -R -D -I -N.

Insurance with a difference.

We prevent... sickness or accident
before it happens.

Yes?

We recently acquired a client who may
need some prevention by the name of

Alexander Gritsky.

I am listening very carefully.

Yes, well, in view of the present
condition of your husband, we thought we

kill two birds with one stone.

Well, I'd like to get together with you
and discuss the whole package. Why don't

you get into your car?

and take a little drive by way of Marsh
Ealing.

Just go straight on through the village
and see what happens after that.

Miss Sweet.

What do you want with him? Just be
quiet.

You are to take your hands off of him.
I'm just trying to awaken him.

Well, you'll have no luck with it. I can
promise you that.

The man is asleep with a heavy sedation.
So you can spare yourself the effort

and keep your hands off of him.

Napoleon told us.

Napoleon, Lady Swickard's car is
approaching.

All right, I'll talk to you later,
William.

You've crumpled my fender.

Will you please get your car out of our
way? You've crumpled my fender. Will you

please move that car?

Yes, ma 'am.

Lady Swickard, I presume. Yes, it is.
And I'm willing to concede absolutely

it is our fault. Now, will you please
let us get on? Insurance.

Do you have a pencil?

These are my formalities, you know.

Please. Would you mind awfully if I...

Something to lean on to damage the
paint.

Fleeting, will you please hurry?

Yes, ma 'am.

Hi.

Yes.

John and Rupert.

Good morning.

Was that really necessary?

Oh, he isn't dead.

I just put him to sleep with a
tranquilizing charge.

Mind you, I'll have to have him killed
if I can't come to an agreement with

As you did with Olga.

Ah, self -defense there.

I think we should talk very directly.

Yes.

Last night, before we took Professor
Gritsky, you had power.

Now you don't. If you want us to, we'll
give it back to you.

Who is your we?

A thrush.

And what do you require of me?

Oh, simply that from time to time, as
you guide your husband through the

treacherous paths of political decision,
you allow yourself to be guided by us.

I see.

Why is there no sound of her?

She's thinking.

Very well.

I shall do it for my husband.

Lucky man.

I'm glad he is asleep and cannot hear
that.

Well, if he had heard it, he would have
had to believe it.

And where would he find the wanting to
live in that case?

Man's fate, my dear, you must take the
bitter with the sweet.

You're not as wise as you think.

You're not wise at all. You're nothing
but a young man without any feeling.

Mr. Solo, do not force him to know.

It would be an unkindness such as you
could never imagine.

Oh, last night he was so content.

Looking forward to this evening.

What's happening this evening?

Oh, there is to be a meeting with a
great many of the most important

men.

He was working on his speech.

Overseas relay.

Channel D. Napoleon Solo.

Yes, come in, Mr. Solo.

May I assume, sir, that you know Sir
Norman Swickard very well?

Since before you were born, Mr. Solo.

I think you should come to England
tonight and talk to him personally.

I have it on good authority that... I'm
a very young man and not wise enough.

That there's going to be a decisive
meeting tonight at Sir Norman's house.

Oh, well, all right, I can just make it.

All right, Mr. Solo, I'll join you there
tonight.

Get his medicine. It's on the table over
there.

No, no, Mr. Solo.

Back to the old wine press for you, I'm
afraid.

Come on, Professor. We haven't got all
day.

Enormous strains on the heart take place
in this process. This man is in no

condition to undergo a treatment now.

His pulse is racing. His systolic
pressure is dangerously high. It is only

excitement.

I do not kill anyone for anybody.

I am a scientist. I do what is the right
thing to do.

Be careful, Professor.

With a small additional effort, it
should be possible to replace you with a

computer. This isn't leading us
anywhere.

Why don't you let me talk to the good
professor alone?

After all, it's my life he's worried
about.

I'm certain I can persuade him of the
absolute necessity of going through with

it.

Farewell, but don't be too long.

Stay here and keep an eye on things.

I am in a situation that does not
allow...

Consideration of fragility.

You do not understand what is involved
here.

We reverse all the metabolic processes
at an accelerated rate. We go too fast,

you end up as a boy.

A dead boy.

All I need is a few more hours of
strength to do what has to be done.

It is a great risk, Sir Norman.

Great causes require great risks. When
in doubt, press on, my friend, press on.

Excelsior.

There is no one to help us but
ourselves.

Lady Prickard?

Yes.

I'm Alexander Waverley.

I'm an old friend of Sir Norman's. I
happen to be in London. I felt I

leave without paying my respects.

I'm sure Sir Norman will be delighted.

Mr. Jourdain will take care of you.
Mr... Waverley. Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm

bad at remembering new names.

Would you excuse me, please?

Gentlemen, shall we go in?

You please come with me, Mr. Waverley.

So you're Jardine.

Your humble servant, sir.

Young man, if you had half the manners
you pretend to have, you'd have first

allowed me to get rid of my coat and
things.

Then you would have pointed your gun at
me.

A nice point, sir.

My apologies.

With regard to your apologies, you left
my umbrella.

What makes you think it's so innocent as
it seems?

Anything can be built into an umbrella.

Once more I stand corrected.

And once more I apologize.

Yes, apologies, apologies.

But when one has good manners, there's
no need to apologize.

Where is Sir Norman?

It may be a little while before he can
see you.

Meantime... Let me show you where you
can wait.

Piccolo, there you are.

The young lady with you, of course.

Miss Sweet, Mr. Waverly.

How do you do, sir?

Miss Sweet?

What's a nice girl like you doing in a
place like this?

I'm afraid this trip wasn't necessary. I
would have let you know sooner, but

they cut off my mailing privileges.

Mr. Thurlow, I wouldn't have missed this
discussion for anything.

However, I must be back in New York by
tomorrow noon, latest.

So I'm afraid we're going to be somewhat
pressed.

No pun intended.

I still think I should not have allowed
you to talk me into this, Sir Norman. I

do not like the way your heart beats.

I feel fine.

This is a great thing you've discovered,
you and Lancer.

The dream of the ages realized.

A fountain of youth.

What a temptation to a man fighting the
onset of age.

Is that so wrong?

Yes, it is.

It's a terrible thing when a dream
becomes a nightmare.

I've lived with it for some time now. I
know what it's done to me.

It's made me a helpless puppet in the
hands of those who control the process.

But, Sir Norman, they do not have the
formula. It is only I who possess the

secret. How long do you suppose it'll be
before they force you to disclose it?

I've thought of this many times, Sir
Norman.

I'm afraid it is too late now.

Not if we bury the secret right here and
now.

Then you'll have to bury...

You'll have to

bury me with the secret.

That is the hardest part of it.

And now that I understand you better...

Let me remind you of the consequences of
any betrayal.

I'm sorry, Professor, but you do
understand, don't you?

You'll have all the time in the world
for explanations later.

Right now you have to get changed.

You have a room full of guests waiting
for you.

Goodbye, Professor.

I hope you know what has to be done.

We never did settle the matter of my
broken fender with Sir Norman, so would

mind opening the gates like a good
fellow? No visitors tonight.

Some other time, perhaps.

I hope I don't embarrass you.

It's not my habit to disrobe in public,
but this time I'm afraid there's no help

for it.

You can open your eyes again now.

Research and development are rather
proud of this device.

They produce it in three forms.

An explosion, an ultrasonic, and this is
an

incendiary device of some sort, I
believe.

Oh.

Oh. Mr. Solo will do the honors.

And if you and I wise like not swipe,
then we'd better not look.

Once one is in a closed container, he is
forced to eliminate high explosive as a

means of escape.

Unless he wants to escape by blowing
himself in.

Yes?

Where's your friend?

Ah, dear, I'm glad you came.

Here, you take this. I don't want it.

Now, Mr. Solo, if you and your associate
here will search out Dr. Grisky, Miss

Sweet and I will join the others in the
house.

Go on, dear.

Good luck, darling.

Good evening, gentlemen.

You all know me. You know my reputation
for punctuality.

I'm late tonight.

But if I'm to look good at my age, the
preparation takes a little longer.

We are gathered in this room here
tonight to discuss the future.

My future.

But it is your future that concerns me
here.

My sudden and miraculous return to
strength and vigor is only an illusion.

But even an illusion can be a sinister
weapon in the hands of the enemy.

A few minutes ago, I tried to kill a
gentle, kind old man.

To prevent him from being made use of by
the enemy.

Unfortunately, I waited too long to pull
the trigger.

Don't you make the same mistake.

You must destroy... You

didn't

expect this.

Did you, Norman?

Neither did I.

The wounds of time are never healed.

They just grow old with time itself.

Looks like he had an overdose of his own
medicine.

Good thing for all of us at one time or
another.

I'll have the professor's notebook, Mr.
Kuryakin.

Toss it over here.

Carefully.

Jodine.

Why don't you give it up?

Why should I?

I have the notes.

We'll duplicate the process.

And after I destroy the machine, I will
have sole possession of the late Dr.

Gritsky's secret.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

I'll be with you in just a minute.

The doctor booby -trapped the machine.

Said so in his notes.

Aye, well, thanks for letting me know,
lad.

Well, at least they won't have to worry
about getting any older.

No luck, gentlemen?

No, it's even beyond the ability of the
computers. They are unable to decipher

the formula.

Thank you.

Strange.

Locked in this book is the secret of
immortality, perhaps.

Why do scientists always insist on
keeping their notes in code?

Well, they were able to decipher the
notebooks of Leonardo da Vinci in a

less than 300 years.

That should offer us some hope.

I'm afraid, gentlemen, in my position
and my time of life, that's much too

to wait.