All language subtitles for The Man From UNCLE s05e08 How to Steal the World 1968

Give yourself up, Webb.

We have you boxed in.

Give yourself up.

Thank you, Mrs. Kingsley.

My pleasure, Mr. Webb.

I know it's critical, sir.

We're searching Kingsley's office now,
Mr. Waverly.

I'm going to check through every one of
these files later myself.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Do you have any idea what this is?

Don't touch it.

I know it's critical, sir. I'll keep you
informed.

Yes, sir.

They've just arrived.

You're on immediate reassignment, and I
can do without being spellbound by your

recent adventures.

We know you've established a thrust to
use the Refugee Committee as a front,

you failed to capture Webb.

In that case, we can dispense with the
formality of a written report.

Now look, Corey, I can cut out the
cracks.

Robert Kingsley has disappeared.

Kingly used to be a field operative. He
used to be in the field like you. Now

he's number four man here in Hong Kong.

Every scrap of information we gather
passes through his hands, and he's

vanished. Any documents go with him?
We're checking, Solo.

I'd have already told you if I knew.

What did you find?

Sir, a capsule.

It gave off kind of a vapor.

What are you talking about?

Are you all right?

Yes, sir, I am now, but... We just stood
there, the secretary and I, after we

took a sniff of that stuff, and it was
the strangest... What's strange? What

you talking about?

Mr. Grant, for about a minute, we just
stood there, conscious,

perfectly all right, except it was like
waiting for someone to tell us what we

should do.

Then it wore off, and I came here to
report to you.

Show me this capsule.

I wish I could, sir, but it evaporated.

That's right, sir.

Did it leave any residue?

We'll check that out.

That's your assignment.

Robert Kingsley.

Find him.

Mrs. Kingsley?

Yes?

We're from Uncle, and we'd like to have
a word with you about... What happened?

Is it Robert?

Come in.

Thank you.

Well,

please

tell me, what is it?

Mrs. Kingsley, your husband has
disappeared.

It can't be.

He's not in that kind of work anymore.

It's true, Mrs. Kingsley.

I don't believe it.

There must be some mistake.

I'm afraid not.

Now, if you have any idea, any
information at all, where... But you

far more about Robert than I do. I only
happen to be married to him.

Uncle is his way of life.

Well, I understand how you must feel,
but... He has a desk job now. How can he

disappear? Mrs. Kingsley, can you recall
anything that he did, anything at all?

Anything that he did, anything that he
said that could help us?

How? He never discussed his work with
me. He wasn't supposed to. You know

He seemed happy and content.

How can I help you?

You always ask the wives, the last
people who know anything about the real

of men like Robert.

Did he ever say anything about a capsule
that we found at his desk?

No. No, nothing.

Mrs. Kingsley.

Yes.

Seven?

Over and over. I don't understand. What
does it mean?

Solo here?

Another disappearance, Mr. Solo.

Dr. Kurt Erikson of Berlin.

Europe's most distinguished chemist. His
file was missing from our Hong Kong

office. Presumably with Kingsley.

Mr. Kingsley, I am Dr.

Erickson.

Dr. Erickson.

Doctor, I'm honored by your presence
here and your collaboration.

Thank you.

Sit down, Doctor.

Mr.

Kingsley, this is... An historic moment.

Ironically so.

For history, as the world knows, it will
soon end.

You do have it with you, Doctor.

To look at this, the world's future are
a scrap of paper.

We can change mankind's personality.

Mold it to any shape we want.

Steer it in any direction with this.

And we will.

Oh, excuse me, Dr. Erickson, your
daughter. You said you wanted to bring

daughter with you.

Have we kept her waiting outside? No.

Anna will be coming on a separate plane.

That's a wise precaution, Doctor.

She should be leaving Berlin any moment
now.

Please don't make me explain, okay?
Where are you going?

I'm leaving Berlin. That's all I can
tell you. Please.

I didn't expect it so soon.

Well, I didn't expect it at all.

I'm sorry. I have to go. But I'll be
back.

Believe me, I will be back.

Look, I came all the way from America to
be with you and your father on our

vacation. Please, Steve, do you think
that I want to leave you?

Well, then don't. This is ridiculous.

I love you.

No. The time to take over the Kinsley
Project is now, at its inception.

Mr. Veith is absolutely right.

We can't delay until the last minute.

Take over.

Supervise. Control from the beginning.

I'm in command here.

Directly responsible to Thrush Central.

Only. And I say no.

Mr. Webb.

You don't seem to realize that once
Kingsley presses that button, Thrush and

everything else on Earth is in his
pocket. We must take over now.

Suppose we do.

And Kingsley's team of geniuses simply
refuses to work for us.

We'll have control, all right. Have $100
million worth of equipment which we

have paid for, but cannot operate
without them.

Force them.

No. I will not take that chance.

We let Kingsley and company lay the
groundwork. Then we move in.

Mr. Veith, Miss Carla, that is my
strategy.

The same strategy that nearly got you
caught by Solo and Kuriakin?

Why not ask Mrs. Kingsley?

She knows her husband.

If she agrees, will you take over? I
have already stated my position.

Besides, I need not remind you that Mrs.
Kingsley is doing her part.

Thanks to her, Thrush is in on a scheme
which will give it control of the world

forever. And I see no reason to burden
her with additional problems.

Why not let Mrs.

Kingsley speak for herself?

Mr. Webb and I have work to do.

It's hot in here.

Erickson's daughter, Anna, is also left
by Lynn.

You have their description, sir.

We're transmitting light beam photos
right now.

And I do have a lead.

A girl answering Anna Erickson's
description.

is aboard Air East Flight 137 due to
arrive Hong Kong 1800 hours local time.

That's her, Anna Erickson.

Toxie, gentlemen, Toxie!

Just spotted the ship sir.

Well, that's something

What do you think you're doing?

I'm shooting down that helicopter, sir.

Helicopter? What helicopter?

That one over there.

What's going on here?

Who the devil are you?

This is an illegal, unregistered, armed
ship.

We're from Uncle.

We have reason to believe you have Dr.
Robert Kingsley, Dr.

Kurt Erickson, and Ann Erickson on
board.

We'd like to talk to them.

I don't carry passengers.

Then what do you carry that you have to
protect with a machine gun?

You committed an act of piracy.

I have a right to defend my ship against
pirates.

Who are these men, Captain?

Anne Erickson, we'd like to talk to your
father and Dr. Robert Kingsley.

But I don't know where my father is.

And the only Mr. Kingsley I know of is
an English lyric poet long since dead.

Then why are you on this ship? The only
fact worth a penny worth a cold chip is

you're aboard my ship unlawfully. Uncle
or no uncle?

You are from Uncle?

Uncle. And so was Kingsley.

Don't believe you?

I don't either, Fraulein.

A couple of born liars if I ever saw
them.

Now, don't you worry your pretty little
head.

Why don't you pop off and play some
couple board or something?

Later, dear, later.

Later. Please come. Please.

Robert Kingsley and Dr. Erickson are
safely on their way to operational

headquarters Himalayas, due to arrive at
0900.

Mrs. Kingsley, I hope your husband
appreciates what you're doing for him.

He will, Mr. Randall.

Until he finds out who's supplying me.

It's bright in here.

Thrush Central to Hong Kong.

General Harmon has been successfully
recruited as Kingsley's security chief

is departing for Himalayan base at 1200.

No comment.

General has nothing to say. No comment.
No comment. Is there anything good?

No comment.

No comment. The general has nothing to
say. Nothing to say. Are you leaving the

country, General? No comment.

General!

You must have something to say, General.

Elected to serve me, you took a personal
oath of loyalty. I now invoke that

pledge of unquestioning obedience.

You are no longer in the service of the
country we have just left.

You are an elite security force, the
last soldiers this world will ever see.

Military history ends with you.

Do your duty.

See to it that it ends gloriously.

Captain Gelser will give you the details
and your new uniforms.

It's very quiet.

I'll take a look around.

See anything below?

Nothing.

Nothing on deck either.

I'll take a look up for it.

Completely deserted.

A touch of the Mari Celeste.

Helicopter's been sabotaged.

Has your communicator gone too?

Fortunately, I have something up my
sleeve.

How do I inject dignity into the word
help?

You don't.

You'll swallow your bride and hope Mr.
Weverly sends out a seaplane.

Open channel D, please.

A seaplane?

Of course, gentlemen. That's what I'm
here for.

Sir, Jan Voneneck, an electronic expert,
has disappeared from Prague,

Czechoslovakia.

But before he disappeared, a music box
of his was stolen.

A music box?

Thank you for bringing it.

You're very welcome, Dr. Manovich.

Now tell me, what do you think?

Mr. Kingsley, there was no need for you
to kidnap me.

If you had told me of your plan, if you
had invited me, I would have come

running to help you achieve it.

Gentlemen, I'm with you every inch of
the way.

Then, welcome to the purple.

Thrush Central to Hong Kong.

Electronics Division reports.

Jan Vanovic kidnapped in Prague
according to plans at 0600.

Repeat.

Electronics Division reports Jan Bonovic
kidnapped in Prague according to plans

at 0600.

You've had your way long enough, Webb.

Now it's going to be our way.

Thrush is going to take over Kingsley's
installation and you are through.

And what will Thrush Central say about
this, Mr. Beeth? They'll thank us.

Propaganda Division reports.

Public relations expert Mr. Mackey
kidnapped in London, according to Planet

0500.

Rush Central to Hong Kong.

Personnel Division reports Dr. Naomi
Fisher kidnapped in Tel Aviv, according

Planet 0700.

But why Paul Mackey?

Why would anyone want to kidnap a public
relations man?

And why take his desk calendar?

No doubt for the same reason they took a
musical box from Vascovet.

Sir, another disappearance, sir.

Dr. Naomi Fisher from Tel Aviv.

What does she do?

She's the world's leading expert on food
production.

What was stolen of hers?

An empty briefcase.

What are we supposed to do? Check every
petty theft in the world?

Motiveless theft.

Police were baffled today by the strange
theft of a family photograph from the

home of Professor David Garrow, 166
Denslow Avenue, Los Angeles.

Dr. Garrow, the world's most celebrated
geneticist, was equally astonished.

I can't imagine the burglar's motive, he
said.

Another trivial theft from a VIP.

Whose son was vacationing with Dr.
Erickson and his daughter Anna.

Fits the pattern.

Quiet, Mr. Zolo.

And which is it going to be our task to
alter?

Doing so is going to be highly
dangerous, gentlemen.

To you, and to Professor David Garish.

David, for heaven's sakes, what's the
hurry? We've got plenty of time.

Darling, what's the matter? You always
used to look forward to attending these

conferences. I'm looking forward to this
one.

Then what is it?

Is there anything else wrong?

No, it's just that I don't like going
away and leaving you two alone.

Particularly after what happened to the
house the other night. We'll be all

right, Dad. Well, maybe you will.

Dad, when are you going to realize that?
Oh, now, boys, please, stop it. Now,

we're all on edge. I know how worried
you are about Anna's disappearance.

David, I know you're... Let's all try to
relax, please.

Passengers on flight 128, the conference
special may now board at gate 27.

Flight 128, the conference special is
now loading at gate 27.

I wonder who that could be.

I'll be right back.

Hello?

Flight 128, the conference special may
now board at gate 27.

Flight 128, the conference special is
now loading at gate 27.

Now be quiet. Be quiet.

Will Professor David Garrow please
report to Gate 27?

Open channel D.

Yes, Mr. Zolo.

We were right, sir.

Professor Garrow's been taken.

We didn't interfere.

Then proceed as planned.

So you knew and still you persuaded my
father to walk into a trap. Yes, Mr.

Garrow. Your father has a small
transmitter sewn into his clothing.

Mr. Zolo is following a signal from that
transmitter in another plane at this

very moment.

Mr. Kerriakin, my husband is as client
as not a law enforcement agent.

I can't believe that he would agree to
being taken away. He is also a very

man, Mrs. Garrow.

And maybe very dead by now.

Now, no one's heard from the others
who've disappeared.

Hasn't it occurred to you that some nut
may be murdering them? We discussed that

with your father, Mr. Garrow.

Stephen, open it, please.

Blood money, Mr. Kiriakou.

I see.

Maintain watch.

It's a radar report.

The uncle plane is still following.

And there's nothing else we can do?

Casualties are inevitable, sir.

Missile defense unit.

We're 80 miles west of our last reported
position and still over the Himalayas.

Instead of snow, they're... We're under
attack.

I don't see any planes. It must be
missiles.

No, Professor.

You are not at home in Los Angeles.

Who are you?

What is this place?

Why have you been brought here?

Professor, I'm your new employer.

I'm deeply concerned that your working
condition should be familiar to you.

Hence this detailed, painstaking
reproduction of your office.

As for your family, I shall send them $5
,000 every month.

The first payment's already been made.

What's this all about?

Professor, you complete the team.

You, I, and five others, we comprise the
seven intellectual wonders of the

world.

Well, it's quite simple, Professor.

You and your associates will help me to
alter the course of destiny and thereby

save the world from self -destruction.

We are going to control in every way, in
every detail, the mind of every human

being on Earth.

Mr. Koryakin's plane has taken off, sir,
to look for Mr. Solo.

He'll transfer to a helicopter when he
reaches the crash area.

Gary, I can... I figured I could use
some help looking for my father.

I'm in.

I will not work with you on this unholy
project.

Professor Garrow.

Professor, the homing device you carried
has been discovered.

The oncoplane following you destroyed.

Now forget all thought of rescue and
devote your mind to this great task.

The answer's still no.

Not even to ensure the safety of your
wife and son?

Desert and bare mountains up here in the
Himalayas? That's unusual.

Legend has it this is a rather unusual
part of the world.

That's no legend.

That's Mr. Solo's plane.

He must be dead.

listen if you don't have anything
positive to say why don't you just keep

Open channel D, please.

Open channel D.

It's not working for some reason.

Hey, look.

There's more of it.

Come on.

Totally in solo, I could use a man like
him.

A spy by any name gets shot.

No, General.

That won't be necessary now.

Mr. Kingsley, you had me join this
enterprise as your chief of security if

insist on disregarding my advice.

Wiping out the opposition is no
achievement, General. Any brute with a

do that.

No, I want him.

I want him to approve of my plan. I
could convince him.

If you keep dangerous uncle agents alive
to debate...

You're going to endanger this entire
project.

Other uncle agents will follow him. And
we will assess each case if and when it

arises, General.

Missile defense unit.

Yes, General. I want a saturation radar
check over a 25 -mile radius.

Immediately, sir.

Destroy anything that shows up.

Anything. Yes, sir.

Gubbio's jacket!

Well, that proves we're on the right
track, at least.

Who was in that room, General?

We don't know.

It was necessary no matter who was in
it.

I couldn't risk that aircraft finding
us. You know I couldn't risk that.

You were an uncle agent. You've killed
before when necessary.

General, it was because I had to kill
that I brought all this about. To create

world in which... How do you think I'm
here? To play soldier?

Kill for the sake of it?

I want that new world, too.

That's why I'll protect this.

the center of that world from sabotage
and invasion.

Now you must let me do my job, no matter
who dies.

General, you are a strange mixture.

You pursue a merciful ideal mercilessly.

I'll take that as a compliment.

Central to Hong Kong.

Transportation Center, this is our final
report.

The last cargo, including drugs to
immobilize the Defense Force, is now

100 miles of the Kingsley installation.

Repeat, this is our final report.

The last cargo, including drugs to
immobilize the Defense Force, is now

100 miles of the Kingsley installation.

Thank you.

Mr. Webb will be happy to hear that.

This is Mrs. Kingsley.

Congratulations to all of you for a job
well done.

Now all we have to do is wait.

Relax. Out.

We've made it.

You've had a pleasant rest, Mr. Solo.

And a very pleasant awakening so far.

Come with us, if you please.

Father, you must tell me what's going
on. I cannot tell you anything now.

Please.

I have work to do. I have meetings to
attend to. I just saw one of those uncle

agents under guard. Why?

That's not your concern, darling. Not
your concern or mine.

Father,

do you realize that he's being kept a
prisoner? Why?

You know, your duty to me.

His obedience.

You've been on confidential missions
with me before.

Without worrying me with questions.

Never one like this. Please, don't
question me now. Please. Never one like

This one is different.

This time I had to leave someone.

Someone that I'm very fond of.

I had to leave him without any
explanation to come here because you

I had to leave Steve Carroll.

He must think I'm crazy.

And now I feel as though I'm just never
going to see him again.

And if that's the case, I feel I have a
right to know why or go back to him.

You can't do that.

I cannot tell you anything now, and you
cannot go back.

You seriously intend to make the whole
world think and act the way you want it

to? That's correct, Mr. Solo.

By blanketing it with a docility gas Dr.
Erickson has developed.

The capsule you say you found in my
office was only a small sample.

Mr. Solo, please consider.

You and I, we have fought the seemingly
endless battle against evil.

Don't you see that this way, my way, the
battle ends once and for all?

In favor of good.

It's a blasphemy.

Your plan denies humanity its freedom to
find its own way to better times.

Walk out.

Walk out.

Kingsley can't operate without you.
You're the experts.

So? I'm a soldier.

I realize just about every ambition of
my profession except its abolition,

is something I'm afraid for, for me.

Time I saw my first battlefield
casualty. Now, I, for one, am not going

walk out on the world's one chance to
cleanse itself from the filth of war.

You're not alone in craving peace,
General.

But your method of achieving it... The
method is certain.

Peace assured forever by one radio
broadcast from here ordering it.

One straight order.

So you see, Mr. Solo, no one's going to
walk out.

Professor Garrow, you're a geneticist.

Your life work is the biological
improvement of man.

Will you pervert that science into the
creation of a... of a generation of

robots?

Don't you realize that you're
involved... I realize my wife and son

Don't cooperate.

Please, I beg of you.

Think over carefully everything you've
heard.

Reconsider your conventional moral
objections and join us.

Leading the new world. Let there be
eight wonders.

In your new world, Kingsley, there won't
be any wonder.

Sergeant,

take the prisoner. Yes, sir.

Follow me.

You have been declared infiltrators and
potential saboteurs.

By virtue of the military authority
vested in me, I sentence you to

execution.

Death by shooting.

Captain Gelser.

Ready!

He's dead.

I can't tell you how much I regret this.

General, I want him kept

under custody in his father's quarters.

Guard him, but don't harm him.

Can't do anything.

The

same

goes for Solo and Kuriak, General.

Under guard in guest quarters until I
send for them.

But, Kingsley... In guest quarters.

Captain Gil, sir?

Sir. Return the prisoners to their
quarters.

Take the prisoners to their quarters.

You're tying my hands.

There'll be no more discussions,
General. There'll be no more shootings.

drumhead courts, Marshal. No more
killings. Is that absolutely clear? No

Dr. Erickson.

Dr.

Erickson, how soon can we launch the
gas?

Well, I've been thinking in terms of
weeks.

There's so many technical details to
take care of. Our schedule... It's

schedule that worries me.

Agents dropping out of the sky. They've
located our installation.

Who knows what they're planning right
now? We need time. We cannot do this

overnight. Dr. Erickson, we must
expedite the attack.

Gas Uncle into obedience like everyone
else. What's to happen to the prisoners?

Nothing, the young Garrow.

I owe that much to his father.

And Solo and Kiriakon?

May I suggest, Mr. Kingsley, that they
be the first to go under the docility

gas?

All right, General.

Get them ready for the test chamber,
now.

and the rest of the world within hours.

Hours, Robert?

That's right, darling.

As soon as Erickson's preparations are
completed.

Now, don't ask me any questions. Please
just believe me. The change of plan is a

single. All right, Robert. Whatever you
say.

Now, hurry, darling.

I will, Robert.

Me too, darling.

I haven't left the apartment in days
waiting for your call.

I love you.

Goodbye, Robert.

Why? Why is he advanced the attack time?

Makes no difference.

No difference?

We'll never get the members of Thrush
Central to the installation on time.

They'll be...

We go ahead exactly as planned, only we
do it sooner.

And without Thrush Central.

Just you and I.

Just you and I.

Steve? Get out.

Steve, you have to listen to me. Get out
of here.

Steve, I'm not with those other people.
You can't believe me. Get out of here.

I'm not with those people. No, no. Well,
then why did they let you come in here?

Why did they let you have a run of the
place?

Because right now they're much more
human than you are.

Steve, don't you understand? I want to
be with you.

Oh, fine. You're with me.

You're with me, right? You're full of
sympathy?

Well, no flowers by request. Just get
out and leave me alone.

You don't know what they're planning to
do, Steve.

Kingsley and the others... Kingsley and
the others killed my father.

I wish my father was dead now, so he
wouldn't have to be part of this

plan.

I'm telling the truth. Please believe
me.

Steal your friends.

They're planning to give your friends
some kind of gas.

Everything is ready.

Thank you, Doctor.

Send for Solo in Korea.

I took it out of my father's office.

I don't know what good it's going to do
against all of them.

Steve, there's a building at the end of
the complex. It has all kinds of windows

around it, and I think it could be some
kind of control room.

Can we get in?

I know one thing.

I'd rather die than live in Kingston's
kind of world.

So would I.

What happened?

Mr. Solo, Mr. Kuriakon, you ought to be
the vanguard.

Within hours, the world's millions will
follow you into eternal and profitable

obedience.

Hand me a grenade.

Stop that thing! Stop that thing!

You've got to stop it.

I can't.

It's irreversible.

I've got to be drunk.

Let's get to the airfield.

Don't you come out.

I have not been told to.

There's our friend, Mr. Webb.

And poor, distraught Mrs.

Kingsley.

Drugged. Every single one of General
Harmon's men.

And the closed -circuit television
system has been sabotaged according to

May I congratulate you, Major.

You and your missile force comprise an
excellent fifth column.

The most complex engineering feat in
history functioning perfectly in a

television tube blows.

Solo and Correa have got to be stopped.
Don't worry about it. They'll be taken.

Start your power build -up, Dr.
Erickson. My wife will be here in a

Dr. Fisher, Dr.

Vanovich, Mr. Mackey, it's time to go to
our stations. Our moment is near.

My deepest thanks to all of you.

There's been trouble.

Yes, but everything's all right now. Now
the joy here.

Robert, you must meet your financial
backer, Mr. Webb.

Mr. Webb, you have financed the future
of mankind.

It was a bargain, Mr. Kingsley.

Come, you must meet Dr.

Erickson. He'll show you everything.

That's our one chance. Take the plane
and use the concealed rockets.

Use the jeeps.

Drop them.

Yes, indeed.

The gas does work. We know that. The
general, he was exposed to it quite by

accident. Look at him.

A perfect picture of facility.

The citizen of the new world already at
peace.

I find all this quite fascinating, Mr.
Kingsley.

But, Dr. Erickson, how does the
equipment work?

Of course, Mr. Webb. You see, when those
seven tubes are completely filled,

these red strip lights will begin to
flash on simultaneously.

And that means that our power system
is...

Fully operative.

Then we'll release this lever, which
will release the gas by radio control

over the world.

And then?

And then, Mr. Webb, every human being on
Earth will be... Ours.

That's right.

Ours. Thanks to Thrush.

Don't look so startled, Robert.

Where else do you think I raised a
hundred million dollars?

An overdraft at a drive -in bank.

Margita. You're a fool, Robert. A sick
fool.

It all began when you started thinking
you could save the human race. Well, you

can't.

Humanity's dirt.

And it always will be.

Believe me, I know.

No, Margita, you're wrong.

I have the gun and that proves I'm
right.

That's the reality of power.

Poor Robert.

You never understood that.

You never learned that people don't want
to be enlightened.

They only respect the threat of the whip
wielded by a master.

And you were never a master, Robert.

Margita, for the love of God, put that
gun down.

Kingsley, the pressure is nearing
maximum.

This rush. They must have landed troops.

If they get my arm in, they'll control
it. Must speed up the problem. We don't

dare. This is regulated.

Don't tell me. Don't do that.

Better make a direct hit on the
operations room.

Otherwise... Otherwise a lot of innocent
people get killed.

That's our chance.

We'll be blown to bits.

Don't do that.

It's done. We'll be blown to bits. Give
me back that key. You're not prepared to

risk your life for the planet. Get out.

Take the general with you. Get out.

General, follow me.

Better circle again.

Now.

That's the effort

Mr..

Solo you and I

for the seemingly endless battle against
evil.

Don't you see that this way, my way, the
battle ends once and for all in favor

of good.

Good job, gentlemen.

Kingsley sincerely believed history
would have said the same of him, sir.

Quite, Mr. Solow.

Quite.

We will board the plane now, General.