All language subtitles for Charlies Angels - S2E16 1080p (moviesbyrizzo upl)

Don't try to tell me
you're not frightened!

We want
that diamond.

How often do I have
to tell you, Brewster.

I didn't steal it!

The Light of Arabia.
Now, where is it?

That's none of my business.
I'm retired.

Why don't you ask the museum.

Run a bath for Mr. Brander,
Carl.

Now, Freddie...

you read the same
newspapers I do.

It was stolen from the museum,

and you always lusted
after that diamond,

and the whole operation
reeked, if you'll forgive me,

of the style of
Freddie the Fox.

Brewster,
you wouldn't do this to me,

we were in the trade together.

I'm sorry, but,
as you know,

I can no longer swing
from cornices

and windowsills,

and Carl, God bless him,

is too primitive

to do anything
but smash and grab,

but the Light of Arabia,

that would set us both up
for life.

Shall I take him for a swim?

All right.

Third drawer in the middle.

False bottom.

Brewster McFarland
used to be

one of the finest
cat-burglars on the coast

until he fell one night
from a second story.

A gentleman.

In the old days,

he never would have had
anything to do

with a hoodlum like this...
this Carl.

Why do they think

that you have
the diamond?

Well, I don't know.

The police have interrogated
me three times,

and I've been tipped off

that other criminals
are trailing me.

It's a terrible feeling,
being innocent.

Maybe they suspect you,

because Freddie the Fox was
once the best jewel thief going.

Now, Freddie,
come to the point.

I suspect you know
who has the Light of Arabia.

Oh, yes, it's in the hands
of a multi-millionaire,

named Faris Salim.

Filthy rich.
Bad character all through.

He's very big
in oil, isn't he?

If he wanted
something like that,

why would he steal it?

I mean, he could just buy it,
couldn't he?

Salim is an acquisitive man,

and the Light
has never been for sale.

Rumor has it

that he arranged
the theft

and then disposed
of the thieves.

Sounds charming.
Where is he now?

He lives in
the Caribbean.

The jewel is reportedly kept
in a secret room on his estate,

incredibly well-guarded.

What is it exactly
that you want us to do?

Oh, help me steal it back,
of course.

Oh, sure.

If you'll just
help me, Charles,

we can recover
the jewel,

return it
to the museum

where it rightfully
belongs,

and where the whole world
can enjoy its beauty.

That's very noble of you,
Freddie,

but I think we have
a bad connection.

I missed any mention
of your autobiography.

Oh...

my book.

I had no idea

you followed my career
so thoroughly.

I never lose interest
in people I help send away.

Uh, excuse me...

a book?

Freddie has
a lucrative contract

with a publisher
for his autobiography.

This would no doubt
provide the last chapter.

I think we'll need
a financial understanding,

Mr. Brander.

Listen,
before we start

splitting
the profits,

don't you think we better
find the gem first?

Right you are, Kris.

All right,
pack your bags, Angels.

You're flying to
the Caribbean!

Ah!

It's going to be nice.

Good idea.

Yes, sir?

Hello, the suite

for Lord
and Lady Brander.

Ah, yes.
Lord Brander.

We've been
expecting you.

No, no, my dear man,
I am Bosley,

Lord Brander's
valet de chambre.

I trust the accommodations
are as requested.

Oh, I'm sure
you will be satisfied.

No, no, this certainly
will not do.

You have Miss Garrett
and Miss Munroe

in the same room.

Well, I understood
that they are both employees.

Yes, but you see,

Miss Garrett
is Lord Brander's secretary.

Miss Munroe...his masseuse.

Lower lumbar pain.
Chronic.

I see. Of course.

My lord...

and my lady...

Thank you,
thank you very much.

That will be all.

All right,
let's get down to business.

Faris Salim is having a
birthday party this Saturday.

That gives us just three days
to see that we get invited.

Now, Charlie's
report says

that Salim often dines
here at the hotel.

That could be a good chance
for a direct contact.

You know what?
Let me work on Salim's son, Ali.

I understand
he's into race cars,

and I can at least
talk a good show.

Well, keep your
seatbelt fastened.

Yeah.

Well, anything for the cause.

Oh, do I detect a note
of self-sacrifice, Kris?

Yeah, what does
this Ali look like?

Oh, I saw his picture
in the paper once.

Well, he's not
exactly handsome.

Mm?
Mm...

No, I mean,

he's not even
good-looking!

Mm...
Mm-mm.

You could even say
he was ugly.

Really.
Really.

Ugh...

I'm looking
for Mr. Salim?

Over there, lady.

Mr. Salim?

Ali Salim?

Yes...

What is it?

I'm Ali. Can I help you?

I heard you were
the best person on the island

to talk to about my problem.

Which is?

Uh, my car.

It seems to be running...

tired.

Shall we try it?

Try what?

The car.

Oh! Okay.

The Salim Estate...

a nice little place, isn't it?

Guards...

a wall...

a closed circuit
TV monitoring system.

That's what I call
a challenge.

I'd call it
impossible,

unless we can
get someone

working from
the inside.

We've got to find

their vulnerable
point of attack, a weakness.

I've made
some inquiries,

and Salim has a very
well-known weakness--

his appetite.

I also learned some things
about his cook,

and so I suggest, my lord,
with your permission,

that we launch our attack
through...the kitchen.

Clever.

Very clever,
Bosley.

Thank you.

Oh, here, madame...

I insist you allow
me to assist you.

You can't
help me, man,

because I don't
know you!

Oh, but I know you.

You are Cleo,
chef to Paris Salim,

and by reputation,

the finest cook
on this island.

Well, maybe I don't know you,

but I sure like
your honeyed words.

Allow me then,
madame,

to introduce
myself.

I am Lord Brander's man,
Bosley.

We are on holiday
at the hotel,

and I warn you, my dear lady,

my intentions
are questionable.

Oh, yes, I fully intend to
steal your famous recipe

for Baked Papaya
with Ground Armadillo.

Oh, Mr. Bosley,
I'll give you the recipe.

Here we go.

That is delicious!

Oh, my dear Cleo,
it's abundantly clear

why you are the queen
of the Indies.

Listen, you were
telling me

that Lord Brander,

he travels
with his wife

and his secretary

and his masseuse?

Oh, yes, poor chap.

He'd be in
terrible trouble

if it weren't
for me.

You see I manage
his...schedule,

but...tell me, Cleo,
what is this I hear

about Faris Salim
and his secretary?

Oh, the story be true,

and what a nasty,
conceited girl.

Oh, yes, well, perhaps then

you'd be interested
in what I heard

from Lady Grantham's maid?

Something good?

It seems that Salim's
secretary is misbehaving...

with one of the guards.

How terrible.

And there's
more, Cleo.

She apparently
is selling information

to a gossip columnist.

Ah...

The hypocrite.

Now, you must never
tell this to a soul,

do you understand?

I mean, the poor
girl might lose

her position.

Oh, never.
To me dying day.

So, hopefully, by now,

Mr. Salim will be looking
for a new secretary.

Bosley, how can you make up
such a story?

You don't even know
Salim's secretary.

I got it from
the bellboy

who got it straight
from Salim's gardener.

I wonder who
he got it from.

Let's just
hope it works.

Hi!

Hi.

Oh, I've been with Ali
all afternoon.

Oh...
Where?

He's been rebuilding
his Ferrari,

and, uh, we were...

well, I was helping him.

Uh-huh. Well, that's
very interesting,

a multi-millionaire
auto mechanic.

Well, his father
doesn't know

anything about that.

Ali wants to be independent,

and he's really nothing
like his father.

He's very sensitive
and thoughtful.

As a matter of fact,
I'm seeing him later.

Oh, my gosh!
Look at my face.

Why didn't you guys tell me?

Hello.

Yes.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Well, Faris Salim
is in the hotel dining room.

Ah...

Time for
an early dinner.

Kelly, it's been
a pleasure having you

in our service.

Yes, so sorry

it must end so...
unpleasantly.

Lord and Lady Brander,
we have your table ready.

Do you call this
an appropriate table?

I don't relish the idea
of being on display.

Freddie,
don't be tiresome.

I should like
that table

over by the window.

I'm afraid
that's impossible.

That table is occupied
by Mr. Salim.

And what, may I ask,
is a Salim?

I beg of you, my Lord,
lower your voice, sir.

Mr. Salim may become offended.

I see.

You've no objection
to offending me, is that it?

Freddie...

Your table was approved
by your own secretary.

Is this what you choose
to call a table?

Surrounded by all these
gaping people!

Well, I--I'm sorry,
Lord Brander, but--

I have been
humiliated

by incompetent
servants

for the last time.
You are dismissed.

You may find yourself
another situation.

Since you
obviously

have nothing
respectable

to offer here,

you may serve us
in our suite.

Amuse yourselves, ladies.

My dear...

times such as these
require cognac.

I gather that you
have been discharged.

I've been had.
That's what I've been.

I worked hard
for that big snob.

And I see that you are
an American.

Allow me...

You're fogging
your glasses.

How pretty you are.

Even tears
become you.

Thank you.

As it happens

I have a need of a secretary
just now.

Do you?

My own departed
quite suddenly.

Are you feeling
better?

I'm feeling a lot better
than I did a minute ago.

My offer is a serious one.

I do need a secretary,

and, if I may say so,
I think you need a friend.

Well, I don't take shorthand.

Oh, that's not a problem.

And I'm a rotten typist.

Oh, it's quite all right.

But...I'm used
to taking orders, Mr. Salim.

Ah...you know me?

Is there anybody who doesn't?

My father is
extremely wealthy,

successful, and very charming,

but underneath, he
is a monster.

Well, he did one thing right.

I have told you
all about myself,

but I know
almost nothing about you.

What do you do
for Lord Brander?

I was hoping
you wouldn't ask me that.

Oh.
Look, Ali,

I'd like everything
to be up front with us,

because I like you.

You don't have
to explain anymore.

I have no right to judge you.

I don't want there
to be any surprises.

You mean no regrets.

I like the good life,
and I can't afford it by myself.

Lord Brander isn't the first
or won't be the last.

I wanted
to meet you,

so that I could
meet your father

and his society
friends.

I see,

and is that the only reason
that you are here with me now?

If it was, do you think
I'd be telling you this?

Of course.

I understand.

No surprises.

Thank you.

My father is having
a party this Saturday.

I have to go.

It's his birthday.

Would you like to
accompany me?

I'd love to.

What is it?

My father--

He will be very impressed.

Is this where Mr. Salim
keeps his valuables?

Valuables?

Oh, well, I heard
he collects things,

you know,
like paintings,

rare jewels.

I do not know

where you get
your information,

but you'll
not be seeing

anything
of that sort.

Mr. Salim asked me
to make you familiar

with the estate.

This is our
security room.

Look like you're ready
for an invasion.

An intruder on the grounds

would find himself
in great difficulty.

I believe it.

What's in there?

That would be dangerous
for you to know.

I think that is
enough for you to see.

I assume you've been
told of your duties,

such as they are.

Reza, are you always
so formal?

I am needed.

I suggest you
go directly

to your office.

Stay!

Stay!

It's all right now.

Perhaps it would
be better now

if you went
to your office.

Oh, no, no, no.

It's really
quite unsuitable.

My dear good man,

I asked to see something
of value, not trinkets.

My dear
Lady Brander,

allow me to
introduce myself.

Faris Salim.
At your service.

And how did you
know my name?

This is
a small island.

Your arrival was
of great interest.

Ah, yes, of course.

Yours was the table
my husband demanded

yesterday at the hotel.

A most unfortunate confusion.

Really?

Well, not altogether
unfortunate for you,

I should imagine.

I believe you have...employed
my husband's secretary.

True.

I was hoping you would show me
your forgiveness

and honor me with
your presence

at a little party
tomorrow afternoon.

Tomorrow?

Quite short notice, isn't it?

But, my dear lady,

I've just made
your acquaintance.

Please. It is my birthday.

Will you accept this

as my personal
invitation?

Mr. Salim...

You are a bit vulgar.

However...

you are also...

very charming.

First we have to locate
where Salim has the jewel,

then determine
our method of entry.

This should be useful.

That's the pearl
that Salim gave me.

Turn it over.

Inside is
a miniaturized camera.

That's the lens.

This...snaps
the shutter.

Keep toying with it
at the party.

Then nobody'll notice

when you're taking
the pictures.

I have something
for you, too, Kris.

This little
piece of wax

is for your purse.

When you get close enough
to the jewel case,

just press this
against the lock,

and we'll be able to make a
key from the impression.

That is terrific!

They didn't call me
Freddie the Fox

because of my foxtrot.

Lord and Lady
Brander,

I am flattered
that you would come

on such short notice.

Well, it was the...

uniqueness of your gift.

You have it
mounted already.

I am, indeed,
flattered.

No need to be
flattered, old chap,

She has everything
mounted.

When I pass over to
my eternal reward,

I expect I'll
be stuffed

and put over
the fireplace myself.

What a sense of humor
you English have.

Mr. Salim...

you may introduce
me around,

if there's anyone
worth meeting.

But of course.

Do you know
Countess de Grenier?

No.

Allow me.

Lord Brander?

Uh, no, uh...

Freddie isn't
interested.

You'll excuse us,
won't you, darling?

Only if you promise

to stay away
for a long time.

Had a chance
to look around?

Yes, I got the tour.

There's one central
security room

with all
the TV monitors.

Only one
guard in there.

Good.

And idea
where he keeps the jewels?

There's a locked room.

Uh-oh, watch out,
watch out.

Reza, do you know
Lord Brander?

How do you do?

Not awfully well,
thank you for asking.

I was trying to
persuade Kelly, here,

to come back
into my employment.

I'm afraid I haven't
succeeded actually.

If you will forgive me
for saying so,

your Lordship,

your loss
is Mr. Salim's gain.

Thank you.

Oh dear...

I appear to be
meeting defeat

on all fronts.

Lady Brander,
may I present my son, Ali.

How do you do?

How do you do?

And, uh...

Yes...uh,
we've met.

Happy birthday, Father.

Thank you for at least
cleaning the grease

from your nails.

You know?

About
your garage?

Of course.

Father, this is Kris Munroe.

Hello.

At least my son
knows a beautiful woman

when he sees one.

Well, I've heard a lot
about you, Mr. Salim.

Not all of it good, I'm sure.

Well, none of it
was boring.

See if you can seduce Ali
into having a good time.

If you do,
I will reward you for it.

How are you doing?

Do you have
his interest?

He's coming on
like gangbusters.

Good.

Time to push
him then.

We have to see
that jewel.

Okay.

Look bored, Freddie.

I hope you'll
forgive me, my dear.

Oh, yes,
of course.

The obligations
of the host.

Yes, of course.

Is something
the matter?

Well, yes,

Lord Brander
is the matter.

He has the
attention span

of a 6-year-old.

He's bored.
He wants to leave.

Oh, so soon?

Yes.

I don't imagine
you could stay

by yourself?

Well, under
the circumstances,

it would be...

awkward.

Have you entertainment
planned?

Freddie loves
fireworks.

No...

but perhaps
I have something

even better.

Oh, really?

Excuse me.

Yes, of course.

Oh, Freddie,
darling...

Mr. Salim would like
to have you join him

in private.

Please.

I have asked
a few of you,

my good friends,

and my honored guests,
Lord and Lady Brander,

to view
my most recent

and my most valuable
acquisition.

You will notice

some unusual
security arrangements.

I alone have the key
to this room.

Miss Garrett,
please walk through there.

Yes, sir.

The entire floor of the room
that you are about to enter

is electronically wired,

and, as you'll see,

we have a most unusual guard
on duty inside.

Lord and Lady Brander,
please.

Yes, indeed.

Please.

Ladies and gentlemen...

I am privileged
to show you

one of the truly
rare gems

of the world...

The Light of Arabia!

I should say...

The Light of Arabia
and friend.

Do not be deceived
by its size.

This is
a Green Mamba

from Africa.

One of the world's
deadliest snakes.

A snake!

Reza, quickly,
some water!

She always does this
when she sees one.

Oh, no,
no, no.

No, no,
never mind.

Help me up.

Simply help me up.

Looks like
the party's over.

Well, here's the last of them.

Oh, that reminds me, John.

We'll need to mix this
with some raw hamburger

to take care of the watchdog.

Um...

It's quite
harmless.

He'll simply
sleep like a puppy

until we've gone.

Okay, let's...

Let's hope so.

Now, we go over
the gate here, right,

and we know what time
the guard changes

so if Kelly can get
the guard's attention

away from the TV monitor
in the security room...

Then the hard part begins.

That was the easy part?

You heard Salim--

the floor of the room
is electronically wired.

Salim has the only key, so...

So we have to come down
through the window

to get the jewel.

We have to come
through the window

and never touch the floor.

Ali...

this might be goodbye.

We're going
to be leaving

in a day or two.

I see.

I hoped you'd feel
as badly about it as I do.

Kris...

Are you going to steal
my father's diamond?

It isn't for us.

We're going to give it back
to the museum.

Ali, you've got
to believe me.

I'm a private investigator.

So this is what you meant

when you said
there should be no surprises?

Are you gonna give us away?

I don't know.

Are you surprised
to see me?

No...

I was told
you were here.

The guard became ill.

I'm replacing him.

I am experienced
in such things.

I'm sure you are.

Why are you here?

Because you are.

I'm bored.

Everything okay?

How's the dog?

He's fine.

He enjoyed
his hamburger.

He's having
a blissful nap.

Okay, let's get going.

Freddie, what's
the matter?

I'm sorry.

It's just a bit of
shortness of breath.

I guess I'm not used

to all this
exercise anymore.

I'll be all right
in a minute.

Look, we can
handle this.

Now, we'll just
switch, that's all.

Bosley will
take your job.

You stay here
in the van.

You're not going
in there without me.

What if something
goes wrong?

Look,
let's face it,

something already
has gone wrong.

Come on, we
don't have time

just to stand here.

Now, Freddie,
you've gone over

every detail
of this with us.

We know it
by heart.

We can do it.

Good luck.

Okay...

Okay.

I had no idea
when you came here

we would
become friends.

Neither did I.

You dance very well.

Do you know
that I am an expert dancer?

Of course.

I know a great deal about you.

I see.

I believe that a man
can be graceful

and still be
a real man.

I agree.

Dear Freddie.

How kind of you
to go to this trouble,

and all for us.

You dance beautifully.

You ready?

Yeah.

Here you go.

Easy, watch it,
watch it, watch it.

There you go.
Good girl.

No more.

Come.

Let's go to my room.

Oh, well, you can't leave
here. You're on duty.

Come on, one more dance.
Come on.

Come on.

Hold it.
Stay right there.

The dance is over.

All guards

report to the Security Center
immediately.

Sentries on the grounds--
General Alert.

Freddie?

I'm right here.

This young fellow
came along and rescued me

just when I needed it.

You'd better hurry.

My father will
soon have his men

searching
the island.

He will be pleased
that I have captured

at least two
of the thieves,

and that might
give you

some additional time.

Come on,

we've got
a plane to catch.

Ali...

Well done, Angels!

The museum
has their diamond back,

and we have
a substantial reward.

And better yet,

Freddie's old friends
are leaving him alone.

I'm very appreciative.

I'm looking forward
to a quiet life

of witty guest appearances
at literary teas.

Which reminds me,

Freddie, I read
the proofs on the book.

I enjoyed it.

Did you, really?

Oh, yes,
and so did I.

Especially the part where
you ran along the rooftop

of the Salim
mansion,

you lowered
yourself down

with a rope,

and you picked
the diamond out...

with your teeth.

I liked the part

where you made a loop
out of your tie

and caught the snake.

Ooh, excellent.

I...particularly
liked that part.

Well, after all,

I am the hero
of the book,

and my readers
expect it of me.

Yeah...

Well, maybe I can make it up
with the dedication...

"I hereby dedicate this book
to Charles...

"John...

"and their three
lovely Angels.

"My only regret being

"that I didn't make
their acquaintance

30 years ago."

Aw...

I like that.