All language subtitles for Famous Five 01x05 - Five Go to Smugglers Top II Parte

Okay.

Mr. Barling, what are you doing here?

Get him!

What on earth is going on around here?

Father? Sooty?

What's happening, Julian?

Now, Marybelle, Anne,
don't be frightend.

George's father and
Sooty have disappeared.

Disappeared? How?

Sooty was helping me got Timmy
out of the secret passage.

The study's locked, so
we hat to try this end.

Sooty crept in and I
waited outside the door.

After a while I came in and
found the room was empty.

Didn't you hear anything?

I thought I heard Sooty
call out Mr. Barling's name.

Mr. Barling? But he couldn't have been
here??? I want Sooty. Where is he?

Don't worry, he's with Uncle
Quentin and they must be somewhere

in the secret passage.

There's nowhere else they could be.

The handle has opens the
secret door. It's gone!

We won't be able to open
the secret panel now.

Block must have taken it.

Block! What's he got to do with it?

Just after I came in and found the
room empty, I heard somebody coming,

so I hid under the bed. I couldn't
see who he was or what he was doing,

I heard funny clicking noises.

If you couldn't see then
how do you know it was Block?

Just before he went out, he coughed
and it sounded exactly like Block.

Now I vote we all go back to bed.
Scoty and Uncle Quentin may have turned

on again by morning, and if not, we
may have to face your stepfather.

Now, off you go, lock your
door and leave the light on.

I think it most unlikely that our
professor will have anything to say

for himself before morning.

You can't do this, Mr.
Barling, you must be mad.

Really, Sooty, little boys who measuring
things which don't concern them,

must learn to accept the consequences.

No doubt your father will think twice
before he works against me in the future.

Block will fetch you something
to eat in the morning.

So it was Block. I knew it.

Block is in my employ
if that's what you mean.

Oh, and when he wakes us tell him I'll
be back to have a heart to heart talk.

And don't try to escape, you'll never
find your way out of these tunnels alone.

Professor Kirrin!
Professor Kirrin, wake up!

Uncle Quentin! Oh
please try and wake up!

Morning, Professor Kirrin.

What's all about this?
Where's Professor Kirrin?

You could try our room.

Oh leave the tray, thanks, Sarah.

What now?

I don't know, but Uncle Quentin
and Sooty haven't turned up.

That's for certain.

Professor Kirrin, are you in here?

Is Sooty back yet?

No, he isn't, neither is Uncle Quentin.

Oh, we'll have to tell Mr.
Lenoir about Timmy, too.

No.

But the poor dog's been locked up
in the secret passage all night!

Julian's right. Father really
hates dogs. He'd be terribly angry.

Going to be bad enough when he finds
out about Uncle Quentin and Sooty.

Should be interesting.

Mr. Lenoir wishes to see you
all in the study immediately.

Sarah tells us that Professor
Kirrin is nowhere to be found

and that you two boys were in his room.

Now will you kindly
tell me what is going on!

Sooty's gone, Sooty's gone as well.

Marybelle! Marybelle, what do you mean?

They disappeared, both
of them, last night.

I've had enough of the
play-acting in my house.

I demand that you tell me everything.

Not in front of Block.

Block is completely deaf.

He may be deaf but he can lip read.

Very well, Julian, perhaps you'd
prefer to explain to the police.

Oh, I thought they'd be the last
people you'd want to see, Mr. Lenoir.

Go to your room at once! Go on!

I'll get to the bottom of this
matter, with or without your help.

Can't you give up?

No. We can't just sit around
all day doing nothing, waiting!

Funny, there's been
no sign of the police.

It's not Father's fault the
Inspector's gone to the mainland.

What's that?

A screw. Now where did that comes from?

One missing from here. Look!

We'll how does it come out?

That's it! That clicking noise
you heard last night. A screwdriver.

A ratchet screwdriver. Block must have
been working here when he droped it.

So you think this is
another secret entrance?

Sooty said the house is riddled
with them. One way to find out.

Marybelle, do you think
you could get a screwdriver?

And watch out for your Stepfather.

So you're in here!

Have the police arrived yet?

And I told you to remain
in your own rooms. However.

I've managed to have a long talk with
Block and as I thought he knows nothing

about the goings on up here.

Or the signalling from the
tower, if indeed there was any.

But Sooty was sure.

I've heard enough, Julian! My only
regret is that Sooty's persuaded the rest

of you into believing his stupid
tales and join persecuting Block.

The poor fellow is very distressed so
I have instructed him to retire to bed

and rest. This whole
matter is very upsetting.

So until it's cleared up all of
you will remain up here please.

Right, Marybelle. Get a
screwdriver, a big one.

Where are you going?

I'm just going to check something.

Block's in bed asleep all right.

Now maybe you'll believe Father.

That's it. All done.

This must be the way how Mr.
Barling came into the room.

But I was sure this is the
only way he could have...

George, come on careful.

Are you alright?

Yes, I'm okay. But this means...

I was right, there is another way out.

Don't think we can go any
further without getting lost!

Then let's go back.

Listen! Someone's coming.

Let's follow!

We'd have to stay well back. We
could lose them, get lost ourselves.

But Father said Block
was in bed. You saw him!

He was asleep in bed the night we
followed the signaller's in the tower.

Sooty was sure it was Block, but your
Father showed us that he was in his room.

Then let's follow Block now. They might
lead us to where Father and Sooty are.

I'm sorry, Marybelle. I think your
father is mixed up in this somehow.

We've got something very
important to got to do. Come on.

No thank you.
- Please yourself.

So you can hear.
- Hold your tongue.

You only pretended to be deaf so you
could listen to all stepfather's business.

And he trusted you. Why you rotten...

That's enough, Sooty.

Later, Block. I wish to
speak to Professor Kirrin.

I can't see that you're trying to
gain by this ridiculous conduct.

I'm sorry you find
my conduct ridiculous,

but at last you'll admit
that it's effective.

Effective? How?

In preventing you from giving
support to Lenoir in his wretched

marsh-draining scheme. You look amazed.

Let me amaze you further.

I have a most generous offer to
make you regarding the marshes.

You?

Yes. You see the marshes play a
very important role in my business,

as does Block here...

So it was Block signalling. I knew it!

And "Smuggler's Top" too.

You're a smuggler! And Block
uses our house to signal to you!

Very clever, Sooty, but little
boys should be seen, not heard.

Another word out of you and I'll
let Block throw you into the marshes!

All this has nothing to do with me.

I'm only interested in Mr. Lenoir's
scheme to drain the marshes. Not smuggling.

Precisely.

But supposing Block wakes up?

We've just seen Block!

But there could be two. Somebody
who looked just like him.

Now let's see what Mr.
Lenoir has to say about this!

Why on earth didn't you
tell me all this before?

Because we thought you were
mixed up in this somehow.

Smuggling? Me?

Well Sooty kept trying to tell you
about the lights he saw on the marshes,

the signalling and everything.

And we didn't believe him.

I can see now how it must have looked.

Barling is obviously mad.

We must find Sooty and George's father
before something dreadful happens.

Timmy could help!

Timmy? Who the dickens is Timmy?

That's something else
we've got to tell you about.

Simply sign the marsh draining
plans over to me and you'll be rich.

Richer than you ever dreamed!

I don't deal with rogues!

Good for you, Professor.

Another squeek out of you, Sooty,
and I will have Block throw you

into the marshes.

If those marshes are drained my ships
will no longer be able to creep in unseen.

All those precious cargos and
more important: All that excitement

which is more than life itself
to me. All that will be gone too.

Those marshes will not be drained! I
will buy those plans, not Mr. Lenoir.

You're insane.

You cannot fight me!

Perhaps a few days in the dark with
no food might make you more reasonable.

It's Timmy! Good old Timmy!

Bite them hard! Go on,
Timmy! Bite them hard!

That's a good boy!

Good old Timmy!

There's a good dog.

He must have come out of
the secret passage somehow!

What secret passage? George
was forbidden to bring him here!

Who cares? Timmy's our only
chance of finding our way

through the tunnels.

Then let's go. Come on.

That's the whole story and
why we didn't want you to know.

You have behaved very foolishly. I
can't help it if I don't like dogs.

I detest them. I can't bear them
in the house, Marybelle knows that.

But I would have made arrangements
to have him boarded out if I'd known.

I'm sorry. I should have told you.

Yes, you should. But now I
suggest you go and find him.

Thank you very much.

And when you do, keep
him out of my sight.

Yes, of course.

Can I go too, Mummy?
- No dear, I think you'd better stay here.

Police? Yes, put me through to
the inspector's office, will you.

This is how Timmy got out
of the passage alright.

Knowing Tim, he'll have found himself
some water. Don't worry, George.

I think Mr. Lenoir
really does hate dogs.

At least we know now that it
isn't because he's a villain.

Come on, let me me through.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

Hey, look at this.

Somebody's tied some string as a guide.

And it goes all the way down the tunnel.

Wait! Haven't we better tell Mr. Lenoir?

No. Come on.

Come in.

The Inspector's here to see you, Sir.

Inspector, good of you to come.

1 got here as soon as I could, Sir.

Where now?

Have to go up the rocks to the road.

I don't fancy that in my bare feet.

Let's try and find our
way over that marshy bit.

What's the matter with that dog?

Timmy! Come here, Timmy!

Let him go. Come on.
He'll find his way home.

Somebody's been here alright.

Do you think it was
Sooty and Uncle Quentin?

Gracious!

What have you done with
Sooty and our Uncle?

Stupid fools! If they've gone off
on their own they'll never be found!

At least that dog's gone.

Timmy was here?

With any luck they'll
all end up in the marshes.

It'll be your fault, you horrible man!

You won't get away with it. Mr.
Lenoir has sent for the police!

Oh, has he? Well, they'll never
find you down here. Tie them up!

Timmy! Come and help!

Well, that's the position here, Sir.
We'll report back as soon as possible.

Yes, alright Sergeant, I understand.

We'll do the best you can, over and out.

My men are now covering the island,
Mr. Lenoir, but there's a heavy mist

over the marshes and
visibility is very poor.

This'll teach Lenoir a thing or
two. Behave, you horrid little girl.

You're mad. You won't
get away with this.

That dog's a beast.
Keep him away from me!

Come on, Timmy. Isn't he good!

He's a hero.

Oh come on, George, we've got
to find your father and Sooty.

I wonder where they've got to.

Sooty!

Uncle Quentin!

Father!

Oh, where are they?

Timmy, you know where
they are, find them!

Well keep on trying.

I've got men at the causeway. Noone's
left the island in the past hour.

We'll pick up Barling and his
henchmen. Don't you worry, Sir.

I don't care about them,
Inspector. I just want to know

Sooty and Professor Kirrin are safe.

Sooty!

Uncle Quentin!

Father, where you?

Uncle Quentin!

Where are you?

Where are you?

They must be somewhere!

That blasted dog.

We're never going to find them in this.

It's the coppers. I'm off.

Wait for me!

You two, stay whereever you are!

I'm off.

Understood, over and out. They've
found Barling, Block and another fellow.

Yes.

Sorry, nothing, Sir. No news
of the Professor or Sooty.

Uncle Quentin!

Uncle Quentin!

There they are!

Oh, there you are!

How did you know where to find us?

Timmy helped us.

Mrs. Lenoir says there's tea
in the study if you'd like some.

Might be an idea, Sir. There's
not much you can do out there.

Oh my sainted aunt!

Sooty!

Please, Mr. Lenoir, don't send
Timmy away. He's been so brave.

Come on, Lenoir, after
what we've been through,

you can put up with
Timmy for a minute or two.

All right, George. Come on. In you go.

There you are, Quentin.

Thank you.

I'm afraid Barling has spent much
of his time living in the past.

Yes, but he'll have plenty of time
to get used to living in the present

where he's going.

What about his smuggled goods?

Oh, Her Majesty's customs
will look after those for him!

What?

I've given him a bath, Mr.
Lenoir, isn't he handsome?

Timmy, meet a friend. Sit.

Give your paw.

I say he's not like a dog at all.

He's like a real proper dog. Alright,
only much more clever than most.

Well, when you want
to be rid of him,

we can use dogs like him for the force.

Oh no, George would
never get rid of him!

But for my daughter's total
inability to be separated from that

animated hearthrug, I doubt if Sooty
and I'd be here to tell the tale.

Well, seeing that Timmy's such a
fine fellow and so very sensible,

perhaps we could bend
the rules a little.

What do you think you're
doing, you bad boy!

I think he's earned it.