All language subtitles for Charlies Angels - S2E08 1080p (moviesbyrizzo upl)

This is ZL 5883 to ZL 114.
Do you read?

This is ZL 114.
Go ahead, Joy.

I'm at the assignment, Gary,
but nobody's here.

Are you sure you got
the right instructions ?

The guy said Beamer Park,
South entrance.

I wrote it down.
All rig/71.

Well, let's stay
in open transmission.

I'm gonna get out
and take a look around.

Oww!

Angels, you've heard
Joy Vance's story.

The police have the bullet,

if we can find
the gun to match.

You couldn't see anything?

No, it was too dark.
Ha!

But, yesterday a man
phoned the station and said,

"Tell Vance she won't live
to regret that story,"

and then he hung up.

- What story?
- I don't know!

I cover as many as
20 assignments in a week.

When you report
on a story, Joy,

do you always
meet the people involved?

No. Sometimes I do
phone interviews.

And then, sometimes when
I'm on an investigation,

some of the people involved
won't talk to me.

So the people who listen
to you on the radio,

they don't know
what she looks like.

Charlie, if one of our voices
was similar to Joy's,

couldn't we make a switch
and fool the listeners?

Boss/ex tell the
Angels What you've been doing

behind their backs.

Well, I secretly
tape recorded

our meeting
earlier this morning,

and then I sent it
over to Joy's radio station.

Bosley, are you aware that
bugging is against the law?

Yeah, Bosley,
people in very high places

have found that it
leads to, uh, job insecurity.

Now, Angels, he was
only fol/0 Wing my orders.

Go ahead, Bosley.

Well, anyway,

the radio engineers
made a comparison

of each of your voices
with Joy's.

And the winner is?

Kelly.

It might be
extremely dangerous.

If you'd rather not do it--

Are you kidding?

The chance to be
a roving reporter?

The chance to broadcast from
one of those mobile units--

The chance to get caught
between a rock and a hard place.

Joy, is there a possibility
that somebody at the station

could be behind this?

I hate to think so.

But, I guess it is
a possibility.

In which case, then,

the telephone call
would be a red herring.

I've taken that into account.

As a matter of fact,
you're all going to be working for K BEX.

Kelly will replace Joy,

and Sabrina,
I hope you like heights.

You'll be assigned
to the helicopter.

Great.

Kris,
you'll be working undercover.

What about 803?

My dear, you are looking

at KBEX's new
News Assignment Editor.

So, show a little respect.

Well, let's hope
the old saying holds true.

Which is?

No news is good news, Bosley.

Ohh!

Mr. Townsend asked me to check
you out on the equipment

and the procedures.

You see, I'm the only editor who
knows why you're really here.

Gary, Joy told us there's
somebody at the station

who might be a suspect.

Right. Let's go
in Joy's office.

Oh, thank you.

You're welcome.

The suspect is Buck Willis,
the helicopter pilot.

Oh, terrific!

That's the guy I got to spend
two weeks with

up in that
little plastic bubble?

And at 5000 feet you'd better
keep him laughing.

The word "macho"
was invented for Buck.

He flew in Vietnam
before he came here.

So he got used to doing
his own announcing.

Weather, traffic and so on.

And then we put Joy
up there with him.

The audience loved her.

Has he ever threatened Joy?

Well, we've heard reports.

But of course,
he was drunk at the time.

Oh, well, he was drunk.

Anyway,

Joy has left the files out
for the most likely suspects.

Great.

Mr. Bosley, shall I
check you out first?

Oh, ah, Bosley's ready.

Oh, boy, is he ready.

Oh, yeah, the agency may be
a little dull after this.

Oh, Bosley, I hope we don't
lose you to Barbara Walters.

Oh ho ho ho!

You'll find
the call letters

for each of our units, here.

And the assigned frequencies
are listed, here.

All you have to do is indicate

which frequency
you're going through

and then use normal two-way
radio procedures.

Assignment editor!

Gosh, I never dreamed

when I was working
on the college paper

that someday I would be running
an all-news radio station.

Did they have all-news radio
stations back then?

Dwayne Hanson.

Served 18 months in prison

for selling stolen
motorcycle parts.

Claims Joy Vance's reports
prejudiced the jury.

Threatened to kill her.

A reporter's life
is a laugh a minute.

Ah, wait,
I got another one.

Professor Aflhur Croyden

does research in immunology
at Western Pacific University.

Claims he's developed
an anti-toxin

against the common cold.

Joy did a follow-up, found a
half-dozen scientists who said

Croyden's work was based
on false data.

And the professor blamed Joy
for destroying his reputation?

You got it.

Oh, here's one
I might as well take

as long as I'm
driving around out there.

Ernie Quinlan.

He beats up his wife
when he gets bored.

Cute.

Let's see, Quinlan sued
Joy for invading his privacy.

Seems she interviewed
his wife in the hospital.

When it got thrown out of court,
Quinlan swore he'd get even.

He's gonna know
what Joy looks like.

Well, I'll tell him...

I'll tell him
I'm a follow-up reporter.

I want to get at this one.

Remember one thing,
no police brutality.

I'm not on the force anymore.

Kelly!

Well, I'm not!

Standard mobile unit
equipment:

bullet-proof vest,
gas mask and so on.

Okay.

Oh, here, roll of dimes.

Just in case you have to go
"land line."

What line?

A fancy term
for phoning in your story.

Always, always carry
lots of dimes.

But there's a two-way radio
in the unit.

You just showed me
how to work it.

None of it's worth a damn
in certain parts of the city,

or in an underground garage
or a ravine.

There's no way you
can reach us.

You mean,
if I get into trouble.

Oh.

Any more questions?

Just one.

How about an opening
in the secretarial pool?

The blaze broke out
at approximately 9:30 am.

According to Fire Captian
Daryl Loftus.

By the time it was discovered
approximately half an hour later

it had spread rapidly
between the walls

and almost the whole
structure was involved.

The two victims died
of smoke inhalation

in the first few minutes
of panic.

The greatest danger
for the moment, we are told,

is a certain amount
of potentially explosive

plastic materials
in an adjacent building,

not as yet
touched by the fire.

K-BEX, all-news radio,
editor's desk.

Tell Joy Vance

she won't live
to regret that story.

Tell her to get off the air.

Who is this? What
story are you talking about?

Because I won't miss
the next time.

Uh, wait a minute,
don't hang up.

I want to talk--

The police have already
had to make servera/ arrests.

So, again, we ask for your
cooperation.

This is Joy Vance
at the scene of a major fire

in the city of Compton.

ZL 5883 this is 21. 114, over.

ZL 5883, over.

Kelly, we had a call.

It was a male voice.

Threatened to shoot Joy

if she didn't quit
broadcasting.

I think we're
dealing with a psycho.

He could be listening,
so I'd get out of there if I was you.

Right. I'll check out
that wife-beater, Quinlan.

This is ZL 5883, clear.

Bosley, I'm at the
Quinlan house now.

Let's stay
in open transmission.

Mrs. Quinlan?

Yes?

I'm with station KBEX

and I'd like to talk to you
regarding your husband.

I'm Father Palimbo.

Mr. Quinlan is dead.

Oh, uh, I'm sorry.

Was it sudden?

Very.

A hear attack.
Two days ago.

May I ask why
you were interested?

I'm following up on a story we
did regarding their problems.

Mr. Quinlan threatened
one of our reporters.

I'm sure Mrs. Quinlan
will be just fine now.

Then, if you'll excuse us...

Yes.

Hello. Hi, there.

I'm Skye Larke.
KBEX'S new girl-in-the-air.

Oh, yeah?

I thought maybe you were
Buck Rogers in drag.

You must be Buck
Willis, right?

Would I lie
to a girl like you?

Name your tune, honey,
and I'll make this thing dance for you.

Thank you.

Be careful
getting in there.

I will.
All right.

According to the boss,

we're supposed to take it
once around the freeways

and give the folks a bird's-eye
view of the fender-benders.

Ah! No sooner said
than done.

And now [0 our KBEX
news chopper

for weather and traffic.

What's it look like up there,
Skye Lark?

It's looking good, Don,
real good.

We got some high cloudiness
over the mountains and desert.

We can see it moving in
from the south.

Otherwise, it's going to be
a beautiful day.

Freeways are all clear,
no sigalerts.

Weather's behaving,
looks like those commuters

down there are behaving,
what more could you ask for?

How about Old Buck,
is he behaving?

Not always, that's why
I wear this parachute.

Okay! Thank you.

That's KBEX's Skylark
bringing you--

How'd I do?

Well, at least
I didn't upchuck.

What a sweet thing to say.

I'll bet you didn't know

these things flew
upside-down, did you?

I don't care.

Oh, you chicks are all
alike! You just love it!

I love the ground!

Oh, you do?

We'll stop at my place.

Your place?

How else are we
gonna become friends?

I don't want to be friends.

Yes, I'd like to speak with
John Bosley, please.

He's the new editor.

803, hi, Kris. Yeah,
I'm out here near Chatsworth.

I'm going to check
out that guy, Dwayne Hanson.

You know, the
motorcycle jockey

that said Joy prejudiced
the jury against him.

Yeah.

Hey, you know I'll be careful.

Right. I'll check with you
in about,

oh, say three hours.

Right. Bye-bye.

Sign says no trespassing!

Hey, man,
I didn't see no sign.

That's a point in your favor,
baby,

because there isn't any.

We folks don't want any dopers
around here, dig?

I'm looking for a dude
named Dwayne Hanson.

You got the privilege.

My name's Kris Munroe.

Uh, my hog broke down.

Listen, I understand
that you sell parts, Dwayne.

Real cheap too.

You're thinking of the old
Dwayne Hanson. B.R.

Before Rehabilitation.

Oh, man, come on,
give me a break, will you?

My old man cuts out on me,
my hog breaks down.

It's the pits,
you know what I mean?

She's trouble, Dwayne.

I can smell it!

Okay, okay, look. Just--

Just take a look at my bike
and tell me

if you think I can make it
the way it is, will you?

Dwayne, you know who's
coming here today.

She gets in the way
she blows the whole deal.

Cool it, Raven! We'll be ready
when the folks get here.

Raven's blood runs
a little hot sometimes...

but that ain't all bad,
is it?

I can dig it.

Yeah, hot-blooded woman
on a cold-running bike.

There ought to be a song
in there somewhere.

I'm hunting up some lunch meat
for my family.

You tag along and maybe
we'll figure a way

to make your engine
purr like a kitten.

Well, it just needs
the right man to tune it.

I like your thinking.

You people get things
ready for the folks.

This woman and me
is gonna take a little walk

and discuss hogs
and other cosmic matters.

Welcome to the castle,
baby.

It may not be large,
but it's...

nice.

Do you always stop here when
you have a flight assignment?

Only when I'm thirsty, baby.

And right now
I got a powerful thirst on.

Oh, boy.

You're not afraid of me,
are you, honey?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Little bit afraid of your
"powerful thirst."

Like it?

Uh, wh-

Well, uh...

It's really you.

This what you're looking for?

This little baby is probably
the kind of weapon

somebody used on Joy.

It's what you want, isn't it?

Um...

I don't know
what you're talking about.

You are not a reporter.

You're some kind of cop,
aren't you?

I don't know why
you say that.

I've been in trouble
a few times.

Oh...

Okay, uh...

Did you try to kill her?

Why don't you come
and judge for yourself?

Why don't you
put the gun away?

When I'm finished with it,
then I'll put it away.

Come on.

Uh...

Come on.
Yeah.

Convinced?

Of what?

If I'd wanted to kill Joy
it'd be done.

No sweat.

What if you wanted
to threaten her?

Look, I don't know what
made you suspect me,

but if I can guess, it's some
old lady down at the station

doesn't like the way
I been carrying on, probably.

Anyway, Joy and me,

we had some laughs

and when she fluffed me off,

I guess I did
get a little hacked.

How about her success
at doing your job,

didn't that make you
a little jealous?

Sure, it bothered me.
This is all I do.

If she could fly, they'd have
given her the chopper.

So, I got drunk and I said
a few nasty angry things

but I did not say
that I would kill her.

I will tell you this, lady,

after what I saw in 'Nam

I live and I let live.
That's it.

You have any idea
who is trying to kill her?

Some crackpot,
that's for sure.

Here's something else.

What's that?

It's what you
came here for, wasn't it?

You want to check the slugs
from my gun against the one

they dug out of Joy's
mobile unit, right?

Why are you so good to me?

Because maybe
you'll be good to me.

In this crazy universe,

how come you knew
where to find me?

Heard you on the radio,
KBEX.

You and that reporter,
Joy Vance.

That was the old
Dwayne Hanson, all right.

Unregenerated criminal.

I told her that if she stuck
that mike up my nose

one more time,

I was gonna strangle her
with the cord.

I damn near did too.

Hold it!

What is it?

A rabbit.

Right...

Over there.

Missed. Light was bad.

Well, there goes lunch.

There's another one!
I'll get him!

Hey, weren't you telling me

that you catch all the food
that y'all eat?

Well...

we got a lot
of canned goods too.

Well, that's really too bad.

Because I've got a recipe
for rabbit stew

that would curl your toes.

Woman, you don't need
rabbit stew to curl my toes.

Uh...

And you don't need a gun
to make a move on me.

It's our karma.

Dwayne, lunch first.

First my toes.

But, my karma isn't ready yet!

You're not listening to it.

It's like I told you,
I'm a blood-boiling man

and you're setting
my plasma on fire!

Dwayne, I'm warning you...

Woman, you're turning me on!

Hold it right there!

She lied to us.
She's a fake.

I think maybe she's a cop.

Okay, woman...

march.

You're a big disappointment
to me, Matilda.

Or whatever your name is.

I had transcendental plans
for us.

Look, I told you,
my name is Kris Munroe.

I'm telling you the truth.

We checked you out.

That hog you're riding
is rented, rent-ted.

You are giving
off false vibes.

Okay. Look, I'm a reporter
for KBEX.

I'm doing a follow-up story.

Call the station
if you don't believe me.

Then that Vance woman sent you

because she was afraid
to come herself. Right?

Something like that.

Joy Vance!
Do you hear that?

You tell that lost soul

she's got nothing to fear
from Dwayne Hanson.

You mean you're
not angry with her?

Angry!

She made me famous!

The more she talked about me
on the radio,

the more she did me a favor,
baby!

From petty rip-off artist
to master criminal!

She raised my consciousness!

Now everybody's tuned in
to the new me!

Who's everybody?

Film-makers, that's who!

Hollywood!

Me and my family are gonna be
in a documentary.

Hell, we're gonna be
the documentary!

It's cosmic!

Hey, Dwayne,
they're here!

They want to talk
about wardrobe.

Whoo-hoo!

Listen, Buck Willis' gun

did not fire that bullet they
dug out of Joy's mobile unit.

Yeah, well, for Mr. Macho,
he's not such a bad guy.

Here's suspect number four.

Ah, yes, Dr. Arthur Croyden.

Mm-hm.

The one with the so-called
cure for the common cold.

Yeah, you know I listened to
Joy's phone interview with him.

He, uh...

well, about the nicest thing
he said was

he wanted to wrap a ski pole
around her neck.

Oh, peachy fellow!

Yeah, it seems he's
a championship skier.

Runs five miles a day
to keep his legs in shape.

Where does he hang out
when he gets out of the parka?

He has a lab
at Western Pacific University.

You know...

I got a couple of hours
before I have to go up again.

So, you are about
to matriculate.

Mm. Oh, no. I told my mother
I'd never do that.

But I may run around
with him a little.

Bye-bye.

Here you are.
Professor Croyden'?

Uh, I'm Sabrina Duncan.

I'm a graduate student
at Winslow.

I was told I would
find you here.

You found me.

Yeah, well, uh...

I have been studying
your papers, professor.

You see,
my field is immunology.

I would like very much
to work with you.

We don't have any openings,
Miss Duncan.

How about as a volunteer?

I mean, I practically worked
my way through college

as a human guinea pig.

Then you're aware
of the risks.

Yes. I've already signed all the
necessary legal release forms.

Your nurse is the one
who told me where you were.

In science

we are always searching
for the truth, Miss Duncan.

But we never know
if we'll find it.

Well, I'm searching
for the truth too, professor,

and I expect to find it.

Be in my office
after five this afternoon.

Yes, sir.

Uh, thank you.

ZL 114, this is ZL 5883, over.

ZL 5883, [his is ZL 7 74.
What's up, Kelly?

I'm at the location you gave
me for the liquor store holdup.

Are you sure the caller said
Marshall Road and Highway 17.

Yes, I wrote it down.
He even repeated it.

There's not a liquor store
within a mile.

I'm way out in the boondocks,
Bosley.

Kelly, this could be a trap!
Get out of there!

Count on it!

Bosley, somebody's after me.
He's got a gun.

Kelly, where are you now?
Give me your direction.

Victor Avenue.
Headed east.

Bosley, can you hear me?

Kelly. Kelly?

Do you read me, over!

Bosley, can you hear me?

Kelly, are you there?
Come in, Kelly!

What's the matter?

Someone's after Kelly.
It was a trap.

Where is she?

That's just it.
I just lost radio contact!

She was at Marshall Road
and Highway 17

and then east on Victor.

East on Victor.

Okay, Bosley,
you contact the police.

I'll get up in the chopper.

You call me. Radio me.

Tell me her location, right?

Right.

Want to show me
how good you are?

Sure.
Come on!

Bosley, can you read me?

I'm on Highway
17 headed south!

Can you read me? I'm on
Highway 17, headed south.

Bosley, can you hear me?

Kelly, it's Bree
in the chopper.

We read you.
We're on the way.

Buck, there!

I'll get him! Ha ha!

He's
crazy'

Get him, Buck! Get him!

Run, Kelly!

Whoa!

You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.
Did he get away?

Yeah, it's okay,
we got his license number.

You sure you're okay?

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Hey, didn't the Bionic Man
get started this way?

I don't know. Come on.
Anything hurt?

No, I'm okay.

All right. Come on.

Hello.

Are you all right?
Well...

Did he hurt you?
We heard the car smashed up.

No, I'm fine, really.

Hot shower
and I'll be like new.

Did you get anything
on the license number

that we radioed in?
No luck.

The car was reported
stolen this morning.

Oh, I thought we
had something.

Well, the police said
they'd give us a full report

as soon as they
put it all together.

Uh, look, you guys are going
to have to debrief without me.

I've got to meet Professor
Croyden at the University.

Look, Bree, in the light
of what's just happened,

don't you think we ought to
pull back a little,

until we make sense
out of this thing.

Listen, Bosley,
don't worry about it, okay?

I know what I'm do--

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I know what I'm doing.

The exact words spoken by
the captain of the Hindenberg.

Be careful!

You okay? Would you
like some coffee?

No, maybe some water.

All right.

Hello, I'm Sabrina Duncan.
I was here earlier.

Oh, yes. The doctor
was doing his running.

Yes.
I'll tell him.

Uh, Ms. Duncan is here.

Yes, sir.
He'll be right with you.

Thanks. Should I take a seat?

What about that Hanson guy
you were checking out

in your little motorcycle
boots?

Oh, I have a souvenir for you
from the Dwayne Hanson Fan Club,

of which I am not exactly
the president.

He's in the clear.

The slugs don't match.

Not even close.

Besides, Dwayne's too worried
about his film career

to think about little things
like attempted murder.

Who else is on the list?

Hello, KBEX.

Oh, yes, yes, lieutenant.

Where?

Oh, yes, well, thank you.

Yes, thank you very much.

What is it, 805?

Oh, just a few details
on the stolen car.

It was taken
at 9:45 this morning.

The owner is a
Gerald M. Bradford.

He's a student
at Western Pacific University.

Where Doctor Croyden
has his lab.

The nice man who threatened
to wrap a ski pole

around Joy's throat.

He's a skier,

and the guy who chased me
was wearing a ski mask.

Yeah, but, Kelly, so do half of
the stickup men in this town.

Yeah, but nevertheless,

as we sit here talking,

he's about to put a needle
in Sabrina's arm.

Now, do we want to take the
chance that he's okay?

No, I think we'd better
get out there.

If we're wrong,
we'll apologize.

Right.

A graduate student at Winslow
majoring in biology?

Ah, yes, sir.

I'd like to do my master's
thesis on your experiments.

The grease job isn't
necessary, Ms. Duncan.

Uh, well...I-

You know Professor Atkins?

Professor Atkins?

William Atkins, in the Biology
Department at Winslow.

No, sir, I'm sorry.
I'm afraid I don't.

How could you?
He doesn't exist.

Oh.

But you do know
Dr. Charles Spencer?

Dr. Spencer, yes. Well,
I know of Dr. Spencer.

I haven't had any
classes under him.

I take my experiments very
seriously, Miss Duncan.

Yes, sir,
I'm sure you do.

I want volunteers
who share my concern

for the advancement
of science.

Not shallow,
self-serving opportunists.

Well, if you're
suggesting that I--

I'm suggesting nothing.
Roll up your sleeve, please.

Sure.

I am really-— I'm so dizzy.
I'm really very dizzy.

Lie down, just lie down.

Oh, does it always--

It's the serum.
Mm-hm.

Just answer my questions, now.

Why are you doing that?

To keep you from falling off.

Oh, it's your
cold serum...

Uh-huh...
Mm-hm.

I didn't give you
my serum, Miss Duncan.

I injected you
with sodium pentathol.

Truth serum.

Why?

Because you lied to me.

You're not a student
at Winslow College.

Charles Spencer
is my accountant.

I didn't mean to...

Now, you won't lie.

Who are you
and what do you want?

So, you think
I tried to kill Joy Vance?

Mm-hm.

Did you...
Did you tell the police?

Huh?

Did you tell the police?

No...
Why not?

Not enough evidence.

Do you know what happens
when air bubbles

are injected into the blood
stream, Miss Duncan?

Huh?
Huh?

Did you...
try to kill Joy Vance?

Twice.

The March Foundation was going
to give me a $200,000 grant

to further my work.

She ruined it.

You never killed anybody.

Hello, I'm Andrew March,
of the March Foundation.

I'd like to see Dr. Croyden.
It's urgent.

I beg your pardon.

I know Mr. March.
He's come here several times.

Look, I'm not
Andrew March either,

but you'd better take us
to Croyden right now.

It's an emergency.

Who are you,
what do you want?

Come on, this way!

You can't
go in there. Don't!

It's locked.

Can you hear anything?

Yes. What?

Well, who are they?

No, don't call the police!

You're Doctor Croyden?

That's right.
What are you doing in here?

Where's Sabrina Duncan?

Get out or
I'll call the police!

Do it! We'd love it.

Stop waltzing us around,
Croyden. Where is she?

Ah! Help!

You okay?

Yeah. Uh-huh.

Sure you're all right?
Uh-huh.

Don't move.

I don't think you
have to worry.

So Joy's broadcast exposing
Professor Croyden

cost him literally $200,000
in research grants.

80 his motive was revenge.

Mm-hm.

I hope you know, Charlie, that
my motive in doing this story

was to bring out the truth.

Of course, Joy, and
it's a good thing you did.

Apparently the university
had put him on notice also.

They weren't renewing
his contract.

So he was gonna lose
his lab facilities.

You have to admit, Charlie,
that could make you a bit peevish.

What's this I hear
about Kelly the track star?

Actually, that part of it
was fun, Charlie.

Oh, Charlie, listen you
should've seen her.

She was wonderful.
She ran that guy right into the ground!

She runs just like a man.

Oh, really?

You mean she runs
like you run, Bosley?

Oh, well, no. Not exactly.

I mean I'm not
your typical male runner.

Look, I'm paid to think.
Not to run.

Oh, I see. Then you
think like a man.

Right?
Mm?

Well, yes!
I mean of course.

Does Kelly think like a man?

No.

Well, I mean she-

Charlie?

Kelly, do you think like a man
or just run like a man?

Charlie?

Help!

Bos/ey, you're on your own!

Oh.

Oh, my gosh,
I think I better run.