All language subtitles for Charlies Angels - S2E07 1080p (moviesbyrizzo upl)

Come right in,
ladies and gentlemen.

As quickly as
you can, please.

They're on their way.
Gather around me here.

Now, there is to be no talking
of any kind,

absolute silence,
no smoking.

No noise, please.

Lights, please.

There they are.

No, I don't
believe it.

I don't believe any of this.

It's just not possible.

No, no.
Please leave me alone.

It's the temperature.

Don't you see?
The temperature of Venus.

It's just
not possible.

My aunt always liked
to tell people

she was an author.

She did
actually write a book once.

It was called

How To Cook
Supernaturally.

It was strange,
but then, she was strange.

Oh...

Hey, would you mind
if I sat on the floor?

As a matter of fact,
I think I'll join you.

What is this, a yoga class?

Bosley, I'm just
being polite.

You see,
I've been staying

the last three years
in a little village

in Upper Volta,
in Africa,

with practically no furniture.

We do everything
on the ground.

I'm not going.

Joyce is a volunteer
with Helpmate International,

working
in underdeveloped countries,

and she has to return
to her village soon,

which is why she came to us.

How long has your aunt
been missing, Joyce?

I can't even find that out.

Her personal
secretary

is living
in the house.

He ran everything
and he won't talk to me.

Here's
the secretary,

named Seth Corday.

When I went out there,
he accused me

of only being interested
in her money.

Show them Mr. Britten,
Bosley.

I think I was out
with that last night.

Is that thing
James Britten,

the astronaut?

That's right, Sabrina.

He left the space program
under some kind of a cloud.

This is him
without the monkey suit.

Oh, my.

I'd get lost in space
with him anytime.

Now, when Britten
was forced out

of the space program,

we know that
he became associated

with...

Dr. Franklyn Perine,

MA, MS, PhD,

GP...

Bosley? Um, C.P.?

Complete phony.

Oh.

Perine is a crook.

What does this
have to do

with your aunt,
Joyce?

Yeah.

Well, she mentioned Britten
in a letter.

She'd been
to some kind of a lecture

and he really
turned her on.

She was hoping
he was going to take her

on some sort
of a trip.

It was the last
I heard from her.

Sorry there's not more
to start on, Angels,

but I'd like you
to find Charlotte Sheridan

before Joyce returns
to her village.

Well, you better
pack your knapsack.

Sabrina,

why don't we start
with the secretary?

Yes?
Hello.

Is Mrs. Charlotte Sheriden
at home, please?

Who inquires?

Who are you?

Oh, shut up.

You first, sweetie.

My name
is Sabrina Duncan.

I am vice president
of Security United Bank,

and this gentleman
is our head cashier.

You're the vice president?

You find something
surprising in that,

do you, Mr. Corday?

Oh, you know who I am.

You're Seth Corday,

Mrs. Sheriden's
personal secretary.

The one who's been
writing all the checks.

Now, would you like
to ask us in,

or would you like

to have the mortgage
turned off?

Well, you might
as well come in.

Filthy little beast.

Belongs to Mrs. Sheriden,
absolutely hates me.

Now, look. Um...

I don't understand

why the bank should be
so interested in me.

After all,

I do have Mrs. Sheriden's
power of attorney

and there is enough money
in the account.

Not any more.

You see, last Thursday,

Mrs. Sheridan wrote
this check for $25,000.

Uh, she couldn't...
that's impossible.

Which my head cashier
very unwisely approved.

What do you mean,
she couldn't?

Um... Mrs, uh...
Sheridan's away,

traveling.

Where?

I don't know.

Mr. Corday,
you've cashed several checks

against an emptied account.

I think you ought
to tell us the truth.

You see,
we have to make

a report
to the authorities.

No, please.

Where
is Mrs. Sheriden?

I haven't the foggiest,

and that is the
honest-to-goodness truth.

She went out of here
about a month ago.

A month?

A month, yes. She, uh--

Look, I--
I haven't done anything wrong.

I had the right
to draw on that account.

You did?

I know this sounds
simply insane,

but, after all,
she is an insane old lady.

Now, that's...

Nothing cruel by that remark.

After all,
I adore the wom--

Get to the point.

I know how this will sound,

and...
with me under suspicion,

but she said she...
might go to another planet.

On my mother's head,
that's the truth.

She'd gotten into something

called "the Celestial
Research Foundation,"

and that's
all she talked about,

and then, one day,

she went out
and never came back.

Well, thank you
for your...

cooperation.

Is there anything,

anything at all
I can do for you?

Yes. Please don't cry.

Come here.
Come here, come here.

Hey, hey, hey. .
That's dog napping.

No, it isn't.

We'll give it back
to Mrs. Sheriden

when we find her.
He doesn't even like her.

I'm just worried about
Charlie's rugs, that's all.

I'll take full
responsibility

for Charlie's rugs.
Come on, let's go.

May / help you?

Yes, I'm John Bosley.

Oh, yes.
Dr. Perine is expecting you.

One moment, please.

Thank you.

I'm not used to doing
two of these in one day.

Am I still in banking?

No, Bosley.

You are in
the sugar-daddy business.

Mr. Bosley.

Yes.

How do you do?
I'm Dr. Perine.

And this charming
young lady would be?

Kris Munroe.

Kris.

A pleasure always.

We're delighted

whenever anybody shows
any interest in our work.

Well, to tell you
the truth,

it's the young lady's
interest.

She gets excited
about a lot of things.

Oh...

Oh, yes.

I'm very interested

in space and--
and the future.

Oh, well, in that case,

you probably would like
to meet James Britten,

the famous astronaut.

Oh, I-- I really--
We really would.

Fine, he happens to be
in my office at the moment.

Why don't you come in?

Oh!

There you go.

James Britten?

You're James Britten.

Oh, yes.

Jim, this is
Miss Munroe,

Mr. Bosley.

Commander
James Britten.

Mr. Bosley.

How do you do?

Well, I'm quite impressed

to find a man of your
background involved, Commander.

I must admit that, initially,
I was slightly skeptical.

Well, that's
understandable.

The first time
I saw a UFO,

I could hardly believe it
myself.

You saw a UFO,
with your own eyes?

I sure did.

And there's a good chance
you will too

if you become a member.

Oh, well,
we're joining.

Aren't we, honey?

Well, uh...

how much
is the membership fee?

Well, the initiation fee
is only $7,500.

Of course,
if you decide to stay,

there'll be
some additional charges

for the field trips.

Well, um...

Ours is an elite membership,
Mr. Bosley.

We have
more serious considerations

than mere money.

Well, I don't know.

Sweetheart...

I want.

Well...

W-w-w-we'“ 30m.

Splendid.

Okay... call it.

Tails.

Tails. Shoot.

You get Britten.

Be careful, huh?

I will, don't worry.

Okay.
See you later.

All right.

Doc, we got a tag.

You may be right.
Take a turn.

You're right.

I tell you what.
Just keep going.

When we get out to the desert

where there's nobody around,
we stop her,

have a little talk
with her, huh?

If she gives any trouble,
we'll leave her there.

Still with us?

Still With us.

All right,
when you get your chance,

do it.

Get out.

Ouch!

Let go of me.

Hey! Come on already here!

Hey, Mister!

All right.
Who are you?

Why are you
following us?

Listen, this guy
breaks my arm,

and you and me are off
to a very bad start here.

She's a private
detective.

Name's Duncan.

I think you'd better
start talking, young lady.

It's no big deal.

I was hired to follow
one of your members,

3 Mrs. Carole Forrester.

We don't have
any Mrs. Carole Forrester

registered
at the Foundation.

Oh, come on, doctor.

Look, I followed her
to your office.

Followed her? Why?

Because her husband thinks
she's strutting her stuff.

I'm sorry,
I'm only doing my job here.

Miss Duncan, I can assure you

that this jealous husband's
suspicions

are completely groundless.

We happen to run

a very legitimate
scientific foundation.

Now, look, maybe she's there

under, like,
an assumed name,

you know?

Of course,
that's always possible.

I tell you what.

We take you back there...

Yeah?

You find your lady and you go.

Okay.

And you don't
come back.

No. I won't.

Well, I'll say one thing
for you.

You sure got your cheek...

but you're not much

of a private detective,
are you?

That was pretty dumb,
letting us catch you like that.

All right, boys.

Excuse me.
Are you the one?

Well, Miss, I'd say

you're the only one
who can answer that.

I'm sorry.
I meant flying instructor.

They told me to come in here.

Well, how much
are they charging you

for lessons?

Well, I haven't started yet,
so I don't know.

I'll tell you what.

I'll teach you
for half of that,

free.

I'm sorry,
I don't even know you.

I'm Jim Britten,
and you're?

Kelly Garrett,

and I still don't
know you.

You've never seen my face
or heard my name before?

No. Should I?

When do you want
to start? Now?

In that?

That, young lady,
is an airplane.

A 747 is not an airplane,
it's a flying computer factory.

Well, I can see
that it has a certain panache,

but is it safe?

Well, it must be.

I've crashed it
nine or ten times,

and I'm still here.

I hope this isn't a case of "love
me, love my airplane."

A year's free flying lessons,

if you'll let me
buy you a drink.

Well, how about
if I take the drink,

and we donate
the flying lessons

to a worthy cause.

You got it.

Okay.

Any leads
on the old lady?

Mm-mm. Everybody I've talked
to has never been here before.

Oh... Oh, well.

At least Sabrina
made it.

Good.

It can be a lot harder
getting caught

than getting away,

even when you want
to get caught,

but then, you don't
always want to get away.

Kris, I think
you're taking this case

much too seriously.

Besides, there's
a strange-looking man

staring at you
from across the room.

Aw, Bos...

He's not strange,
he just looks lonely.

Yeah.

We have groups
in here all the time.

There she is,
that's Mrs. Forrester.

That's Mrs. Forrester?

Mm-hmm.

And her husband
is jealous?

She told me her name
was Marjorie Douglas.

My name
is Theodore Nolan Jr.

Everybody calls me Junior,
because my father,

he's senior.

Um... He's, uh...

Well,
he's a very successful man.

And, uh... what's your name?

Uh, Kris.

You know, you look
pretty successful yourself.

Oh, no.

No, I just inherited
the business.

We're in bicycles.

You like to ride?

I fell once
and I broke my collarbone.

We manufacture them.

Oh... I mean, bicycles.

Is, uh, he your, uh...

your, uh, husband?

Uh, no.
No, he's more like an uncle.

Oh.

Have you ever been
out here before?

This is the first time
we've been here.

I've been here
twice.

It was...

exciting,

but I didn't stick with it,
so I came back.

You know, you might have met
my aunt's friend.

Mrs. Sheridan?

I don't believe so.

Uh...

Excuse me.
I'm out of, uh...

Venus is
merely a way station,

a kind of a base for the saucers
in their observation of Earth.

Actually, the space people
who are with us now

come from a planet
in the Alpha Centauri system.

It's 4.8 light-years
away from us.

Oh, um, pardon me.

Yes?

Did you say that
the "space people

that are with us now"?
Mm-hmm.

We're in contact
with them.

As a matter of fact,

some of our
space visitors

may very well be
mingling with us

right this moment,
in this room.

Wow...

Oh, wow.

Did you have any trouble
getting in?

Not really.

I want to take a look
outside now, though.

I think I'm going
to wear my welcome out...

right now.

Er, um...

That's their symbol.

That triangle.

Who?

The space people.

Do you believe all that?

I believe everything.

Good.

The space visitors

are just like
ordinary human beings,

like you or me,

with one very definite
distinction.

Pointed ears?

Absolutely not.

Little green pointed ears?

The difference is in
their extraordinary powers.

They can be
very easily hurt

by contact
with human beings,

because of people
like this...

lady here.

Oh...

Listen,
if you don't believe

like the rest of us,

then what
are you doing here?

I mean,
nobody's keeping you.

That's a very good
suggestion.

Don't make a scene, dear.

You know, you look just like
the kind of dumb ditz

that would believe
this baloney.

Yeah?
Yeah.

Hey!

Hey.
Hey!

Come on, ladies.
Now, just a minute.

Hey. you ditz!
Let me down, you big ape!

Let me down!

Come on!

Hey, come-- Come on.

I swallowed my gum here.
Hey, come on.

Throw her out.

If she ever shows her face
again, make sure she regrets it.

I'm sorry, doctor.

It was just your scam,
you know, really.

I couldn't help it.

Get her out of here.
Come on.

Ow! Ow, ow!

What's going on?

Where have you been?

I'm sorry.
I got delayed.

I've had a whole room
full of people in there

and I've had to handle
this whole thing myself.

There's big money
in there!

Well, who's the girl?

Oh, some
private detective

sent to look after
some old broad.

She shot her mouth off
pretty good in there.

We'd better give them
a good show.

Ladies and gentlemen,

can I have your attention
for a moment, please?

I have a very exciting
announcement to make.

Commander Britten

has just made contact
with a space vehicle.

The contact has definitely
been made.

Some of the visitors
will appear outside

in about...
seven minutes.

If you'd like
to see them,

you can just follow me
to the observation room.

Right this way,
please.

I adies and gentlemen,

no talking, please.

Lights out, please.

Bosley?
Hey...

Oh, my.

Oh!

Mr. Nolan?

Oh! Oh.

Oh, uh... you called.

Oh, excuse me.

My secretary
should have warned me,

but she never
tells me anything.

She doesn't like me.

May I sit down?

Oh, yes, of course.

Thank you.

I, uh...
I, uh...

guess I looked kind of silly
on that bike.

Just trying to keep in touch
with the business, you know.

Mr. Nolan.

I know that
you're a believer...

in other worlds.

Oh... Um, yes.

Um, are you from
the Foundation?

Not exactly.

Oh, because, uh...

I wouldn't want anyone
to find out.

Do you believe that Dr. Perine
has contacts?

Oh, yes!
I saw them arrive twice.

I mean, I believe.
Well...

it's just that I'm so...
nervous, you know,

that I never follow through...
to a higher plane.

Mr. Nolan,
have you ever met any of "them?"

No. No.

Turn out the lights,
please.

Now? With just us?

Yes.
Here?

I mean,
you wouldn't be afraid?

I could, uh...

I could leave the door open.

My secretary's
just outside.

It will be all right.

The triangle.

You...

The symbol of perfect shape,
perfect form.

Each side
supports the other,

like the universal symbiosis
of time, matter, and energy.

I---

I always knew
that they'd be beautiful.

Thank you,

but we need your help.

Me?

Anything.

We must be very careful

of everyone
with whom we associate.

We are concerned
that one of the women

who belongs
to the believers

has disappeared.

Her name
is Mrs. Sheriden.

I saw her. I remember.

It was just
that I was afraid

to say anything.

What happened to her?

I don't know...

but those two men
who work for the doctor,

they came
and they took her away.

She was trying
to tell them something.

What did she say?

Something about, uh...

the temperature
on Venus.

Ah...

That's interesting.

You must promise me,
Mr. Nolan,

that you won't mention
my visit here to anyone.

No, no, no,
absolutely not.

You promise

you won't mention it
to my father?

I promise.

The second step toward wisdom

is that of Mind.

The ancient disciplines
that exist in the universe

which enable us
to govern our astral selves...

Every time I get wiser,
it costs me another grand.

The next step
to wisdom

is bodily,

the casting off of inhibitions
which entangle.

The loss of those
unhealthy attitudes

that restrain our sexuality.

I wonder
who he means.

Mr. Bosley-

please.

I'm sorry, Doctor.

I got a little excited

when you mentioned
the word sex.

The next step to wisdom
is our knowledge of nature.

Now, our friends come to us

from a world
millions of miles away,

and far more advanced
than we are.

Yet they're hesitant

to share their knowledge
with us.

And why shouldn't
they be too?

After what
we earthlings

have done
with the atomic bomb--

and the environment.

Look what we've done
to the environment.

Exactly.

We are in desperate need,
at this moment,

of their advanced knowledge.

I am about to show you

a most extraordinary
illustration of that knowledge.

Would you all be good enough
to follow me, please?

I wonder if he accepts
credit cards?

What you are about to see
is absolute proof

of the remarkable powers

of a truly advanced
technology.

What did
they fly here in?

An Edsel?

Now, sir,
would you be good enough?

Hold that, please.

Well, what is it?

Water.

Now, ladies and gentlemen.

In this vial...

I have a miraculous fluid
direct from Alpha Centauri,

which, when when mixed

with plain water

results in a fuel so powerful

that it will succeed
in driving

even the rusted engine
of this old relic.

Would you be good enough
to fill that, please,

Mr. Bosley?

Thank you very much.

Now, Kris, would you step with
me, please?

Um, yes.

I would like you
to drive this car for us.

Me? Are you kidding?

No.

Well, is it safe?

Absolutely safe.

All right, Kris,

start the engine.

Wow, that is terrific.

Is there any chance

that you'd be
selling stock in that?

"As a result

"of these landings,

"we now know
that the temperature

"at the surface of Venus

"is between
800 and 900 degrees Fahrenheit

during the day."

Mrs. Sheriden had this
on her desk.

I got it
from her secretary,

along with a whole bunch
of other books like this.

"The temperature
on Venus,"

that's what Mrs. Sheriden
was talking about

when Perine's men
took her away.

Right,

and do you remember
that Dr. Perine said

that the space people

stopped off on Venus
on their way here?

Mrs. Sheriden knew
that the temperature

made that impossible,
so...

So they took her away

so she couldn't
tell the others.

Sounds to me

like we've got
a motive for murder.

Yeah, but if they did
kill her,

you can bet they didn't
take her far.

Not with
all that desert around.

We've got to find her,
or we don't have a case.

Kelly, you better
push Jim Britten.

Veal Oscar...

You're the first man
I've met

who doesn't cook steak
25 different ways.

One
of my many talents.

Are there any
you don't have?

One.

I haven't been able

to make you
fall in love with me.

How do you know?

I know how I'd
feel if you had.

We've had a lot of fun
together and I like you a lot.

Doesn't that count?

Maybe it's the things
you don't know about me.

Jim, I can find out more
about you in the newspapers

than I've known
about a lot of men.

That's just the public stuff.
There's more.

It's okay.

It's not okay.

You can't get close to somebody
when they really don't know you.

Then maybe you'd
better tell me.

Look, I, uh...

I got bounced
out of the space program.

They let me put a good face
on, but that's the truth of it.

Anyway, after that,
things got pretty bad.

I couldn't find anything
as exciting or as important.

I got canned a lot,
started drinking.

My marriage broke up.

If that's the confession,
it's not very much.

Kelly, don't you see?

I'd been so high
and come down so far.

I was nothing.

Wiped financially
and emotionally.

From looking around,

I'd say you've
picked yourself up.

Yeah.
Yeah, I'm doing fine.

That's part of the trouble.

I work for a...

it's called
a foundation.

It's supposed
to be a research center for...

For space vehicles,
aliens from outer space,

that sort of stuff.

You're part of something
like that?

Well, I'm the front for it.

My credentials are what
brings the suckers in.

Who?

Rich people.

People who are desperate
to believe that kind of junk.

For them,

it's kind of a substitute
for religion,

and they get
their money's worth.

Now you know.

You're right,
it's not very pretty.

You're a shill for a con game.

Hey, it's harmless.

They can afford it.

Jim, you can get out of it.

Hey, look, forget it.
I need the money.

Well, maybe you enjoy
taking people.

Maybe.

You could get
in a lot of trouble.

Get out of this.

What are you talking
about?

You're involved in a fraud,
from what you've told me.

These kind of people
are dangerous.

Don't let them use you.

You haven't heard anything
about this Foundation, have you?

No, no, of course not.

It's just that I care
about you.

James.

Well, you were right
to be suspicious.

Well, what happened?

What did she tell you
she did for a living?

Advertising, a copywriter.

We checked.

She's a private
investigator.

They always fall hard
for you,

don't they, Jim, huh?

Why not?

You're a very romantic
figure.

What do we do,
pack it in?

What you do

is take her for a little ride
in your airplane.

Tell her that
you're bringing her here...

and drop her.

Kill her?

Oh, no way.

Do I have to remind you
of what you owe me?

Your life was garbage

until I gave you
this opportunity.

Hey, look,
I'm grateful, but...

but not enough
to kill somebody.

We already have
one murder on our hands,

remember?

You were very much
a part of that.

Sure, you'll do it.

You don't have
any choice, Jim.

The music
you are listening to,

a gift from our visitors,

was created by great artists

millions of miles
from our planet.

Sounds like
a rusty bicycle chain.

I want you all
to lean back,

put on your earphones
completely,

relax,

and allow yourselves
to be transported

to a higher plane-

the void of space.

We should be looking
for Mrs. Sheriden's body.

Shh...
He's watching us.

I don't think it's me
he's watching.

Listen,
I'll distract him.

You see if you can
get outside.

All right.

I'll get the dog.

Doctor...

Kris.

You know that stuff

you were talking about
before,

about freeing yourself
sexually,

and how, like,

the space people
don't have any...

Inhibitions?
Right.

Yes?

Can we talk
about that?

Well, uh...

I don't see why not.

I hope that you're not
looking for a fire plug.

You know,
I've delivered lectures

on interplanetary sex

at some of the leading
universities

of our country.

I'll bet you give
demonstrations too.

Mm-hmm.
Occasionally, yes.

Oh.

Ah. There. You see?

That's due to nothing
but your tension,

thus your hang-ups.

Oh, Kris, Kris, Kris.

Trust me.

Believe in me.

Oh, I believe you, Doctor.

Kris, you need
this experience.

Now, mind your manners.

What is it?

Doctor, we got
to see you right away.

Not now!

Right away!

I think you might want
to reconsider your devotion

to our cause, Kris.

You know, on Mars or right
here, you men are all the same.

Get out of the car,
sweet bird.

What are you doing?

I said, what are you doing
around here?

Nothing!

I found this camera.

She was playing around
with the saucer.

She must have been
taking pictures.

All right.

Who are you really
working for, huh?

Who sent you?

Maybe
she's a real cop.

Okay, look.

I'll tell you
who sent me.

I was sent
from another galaxy.

I come from a planet

that you've never
heard of.

Listen,
you smart-aleck.

You're gonna tell us

everything you found out
about this operation,

you understand?

She knows too much
already.

I say we bury her
with the other one.

Hi.

Hi...

My, Miss Earhart.

Are you all set?

Yeah.

Okay, let's go.
Up we go.

Where are we going?

Jim, I want to go back.

Take it down.

Kelly, I'll crash it.
I'll kill us both.

No, you won't.

Keep your hands
where I can see them.

You didn't have
the courage, Jim.

You never did.

Well, Joyce,
tell them What you're going to do

with the rest of the estate.

Put it into
the African Project.

I think Aunt Charlotte
would've really liked it.

Are you
going back soon?

Day after tomorrow.

Right now, my village seems
more civilized than here.

And thank you, Angels.

It was a good job.

Bosley...

What's the matter
with you?

Hmm?

Didn't you think
it was a good job?

Well, the only think
I can think about

is the car that Sabrina
tried to escape in.

Oh...

No, no, no.

I mean,
when that burned up,

I mean,
the formula was lost,

once and for all.

I mean, that could've
made millions.

Could've been a boon
to all mankind, Charlie.

Bosley, it was a scam.
There's no miracle fuel.

But, Charlie,
I drove the car myself.

I mean, it ran.
It was terrific.

It wasn't so terrific
for me!

That's true.

The so-called fuel
is nothing more than acetone.

You mix it with
a lot of water,

and it'll run an engine
beautifully.

There's only one
small problem--

it burns up the engine.

Yeah? And I was ready
to invest...

My own money.

Cheer up, 803.

You had
a lot of company.

As a matter of fact,

a con man once pulled
the same trick on Henry Ford.

Henry Ford? No kidding.

A great mind like that, huh?

Well, it makes it a little
more easy to understand

how a semi-great mind
could be fooled.

J