All language subtitles for Charlies Angels - S3E06 1080p (moviesbyrizzo upl)

I apologize for the late hour,
Miss Rossmore.

Peter wanted to duplicate last night's
experiment as closely as possible.

You don't approve? Well, we 're not
using proper scientific procedure here.

So I feel that my credibility as
a psychic researcher is at stake.

Star.

Circle.

She seems frightened.
Yes.

It was right about here that the
disruption occurred last night.

Come on, Kathy.
Concentrate.

You're fading on me.

Dr. Holden, there's some
kind of interference again.

Should we stop it?
No!

I forbid you to stop it.
/-/ sense--

I sense another--

There is someone else present.

It's happening again.

Peter, there's
something else here.

There's somebody!

Aunt Claire.

Aunt Claire,
leave me alone!

Tell them to let me rest.

- Dr. Holden, what is it? - I'm so
sick and tired of all your meddling!

I??? W a r n fng y o u f

- Leave me alone!
- Dr. Holden, please, What's happening?

Peter!

That-That voice,
I'd know it anywhere.

It's my nephew, Martin. Martin?
Your nephew? I don't--

But he's dead!
He's been dead for five years.

You don't think I'm just high
strung and excitable, do you?

Bosley's bridge partner?
You must have nerves of steel.

John and I have
been playing bridge together...

every Tuesday night for--

How many years is it?
Three years now.

Three years,
and you're still friends?

The best of friends.

That's why I listen to him.
It's why I'm here.

Angels, Bosley
is convinced that Claire is being swindled.

That's right. And what's worse is that
it's with her complete cooperation.

I've asked Charlie to let us
give this case priority.

Um, just what is the case?

My nephew, Martin-- Martin
Faber, my sister's boy--

was killed
five years ago.

He came home late one night
on his motorcycle.

He always drove it too fast.

He struck a tree.
It's still there.

You can see the scar...

right on our own grounds
just-just inside the gate.

He died instantly.

I'm sorry.
It seems like yesterday.

Claire donated her estate,
the entire estate,

to a private
research institute.

In fact, she was so
generous, it's now called...

the Rossmore Institute
for Psychic Research,

and it's run by one of the most renowned
psychic researchers in the world,

Dr. Douglas Holden.

You see, I believe that
we have the power...

to contact our loved ones
in the other world.

So I've given Dr. Holden
the opportunity to prove it.

Of course, I had
a very personal reason.

You mean, you wanted
to contact, uh, Martin?

Yes.
And last night,

he spoke to me through
a young woman psychic.

I fold John about it, and of course,
he's can Vinced I'm being duped.

This Dr. Holden--
He doesn't use a crystal ball,

but it's the same
old table-tapping, uh,

Ouija board hocus-pocus.

I think it's a bunch of bunk!
But I heard Martin's voice. It was him!

How long have you been donating
to the institute, Miss Rossmore?

For four years.
I was giving up hope.

Oh, well,
does Dr. Holden know that? Yes.

Yes, I told him that I would sponsor
his work for only one more year.

I-I know how that looks,

but he's one of the most
respected men in the field.

I am looking into
the future now, Claire,

and I see money, your money,
floating into the good doctor's pocket.

This is a picture
of Martin.

It was taken
right before he died.

He looks very nice.

After my sister and her
husband died, I took Martin in...

and raised him as if
he'd been my own.

If he is trying
to contact me from beyond,

then there must
be some reason.

You see, John wants you to
prove that I'm being swindlea'.

I want you to prove
that I'm not.

it means getting
inside the institute, Angels.

Now, I've arranged a cover.
Kris will be in research,

and her subject
will be Sabrina.

Whoop! Hold it!
Hold it, hold it, hold it.

I wonder if that's
the tree Martin hit.

Hmm.
I bet it is.

Here are Sabrina's
test results.

I'd like you to look at the graph.
Look at the curve.

Ten correct responses.

Ten out of 25.

Now, that doubles pure chance.
Yes, that's very impressive.

Not spectacular, of course,

but it certainly could be
evidence of clairvoyant ability.

I don't like it here, Miss Munroe.
I'd like to leave.

Sabrina, please. It's very
important that Dr. Holden tests you.

Nothing's going to happen.

No, something already
has happened.

Someone was killed out there.

Yes, a long time ago.

You see? I am convinced that
Sabrina's talents are unique.

Hmm.

Miss Munroe, you are
a graduate student where?

Olmsted College, Ohio.

But we don't have a
parapsychology program there.

I didn't have the proper
facilities to test Sabrina.

You do.
Excuse me.

Hello?
Yes, Miss Rossmore.

Yes, if you insist.
As long as you understand that...

I refuse to have my name associated
with these experiments in any way.

Yes.

11:30 this evening.
Good-bye.

If that call had been from anyone
else, I'd be very suspicious of you.

Well, I've always
been able to do that.

It sometimes
surprises people.

I think you'll soon discover
that nothing surprises me.

Come along. I'll show you
our testing rooms.

Wonderful.
Miss Munroe--

Oh, Sabrina! Come on.
Everything's gonna be fine.

Come on.
It's all right.

Now, from this room,
we can monitor...

all of our primary testing chambers
through closed-circuit television.

Each one of those rooms-- soundproof
and they're locked electronically.

That's my research assistant,
Barbara Niles,

and that's Eric Knight,
one of our guests.

It's a pocket watch
you're holding in your hand.

My impressions
are very strong.

The owner is-- wasa man.

I sense a great sadness here.
He's very lonely.

He loved the watch.
He wore it constantly.

It broke.

I think it was
a gift to him.

Yes, it was
his retirement watch.

He couldn't afford
to have it fixed, I suppose.

He pawned it.

- Very good.
- Not for him. He loved the watch.

Come along.
I'll introduce you.

Eric?

There's someone I'd like you to meet.
This is Kris Munroe.

She's a graduate student
in parapsychology.

- Hello.
- Student?

- I like you.
- Thank you.

And this is a new subject,
Sabrina Duncan.

- Hi.
- Hello.

Eric is one of our stars.

He's one of the few people we've had around
here that make a living from his gift.

It's not a gift, but it does pay the bills.

I've even been used
as a detective.

You have something
against detectives?

Oh. No, no. Some of my best
friends are detectives.

Well, I guess we'd better
let Eric get back to work.

Where's Sabrina?

I don't know.

You,
urn, seem preoccupied.

It isn't going to work.
What isn't going to work?

The experiment tonight.
It-It just isn't gonna work.

There's an experiment
tonight?

Miss Munroe, I'm sure
you must have overheard...

my telephone conversation,
and so did she.

A young woman.
I see a young woman.

Well, he spoke to you through
a young woman, didn't he?

- Who spoke to us?
- The boy who was killed outside.

Dr. Holden, would it be possible for us
to attend that experiment this evening?

Yes, I think that would be
a very interesting idea.

That's Kathy Wade.

She's the one who made contact
with Martin last night.

- Mm-hmm.
- That's Peter Russell, the famous psychic.

You've surely seen his television show.
No, I haven't.

I prefer the circus.

Who are these people? What do we
have to have an audience for, Doug?

I'll take responsibility
for that.

I think we can start now.

Peter, shall we begin?

- Star.
- She's fading. I can feel it.

It's here--
another presence.

- Kathy?
- Yes, I feel it.

It's stronger.
It's stronger this time.

Martin?

Is that you, Martin?
Kathy, wail.

It's different this time.

Is there no rest? I've asked
you to leave me alone! I've warned you!

It's in there!
He's in there with her!

Something is happening [0 Kath y!
Holden, please, let me help her!

Martin, no!

She's dead.

Oh, boy.

That's all
for this evening.

The medical examiner
said she died instantly.

A blow to the back of the neck.
How?

The door was locked.
Holden had one key, Barbara has the other.

Neither one of them
were out of our sight.

Peter Russell was in plain view.
Claire was with us.

Who does that leave?

Nobody human.

Wait a minute.
If you're telling me...

that Kathy Wade was murdered by a
ghost, how do we investigate that?

Okay, look, I know
it sounds really crazy,

but we heard his voice,
and she was alone in the room.

He sounded angry, resentful.

- Who did?
- Martin.

- What am I saying?
- All right, look.

I think we have to investigate
this the same way...

we would investigate
any other murder case.

- Who is our prime suspect?
- Martin.

Right. 80, Bosley,
why don't you check out Martin's past?

- Before he died or after?
- Well, look.

Charlie discovered
through his earth/yoontaots...

that Kathy Wade
was a fictitious name.

Her real name was Kathy Brendleberry.
No wonder she changed it.

I'll see what
I can find out about her.

Good. All right.
Kris and I will be inside the institute...

amazing Dr. Holden
with my psychic powers,

and we'll poke around
while we're in there.

But what if the killer
is a ghost?

Then he will get life
like anybody else.

O h ! Bree, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to startle you.

That's all right.
I think this place is getting to me.

I always used
to like trees.

Listen, Holden's waiting
for us in the house.

Now, we're gonna do the
first tests in his office.

Yeah. Okay, let me see
if I got it straight.

One finger is a square.

Two's a star.
Three's a circle.

Four is a rectangle.
And-- What did I forget?

Ah!
Wavy lines.

Wavy lines.
Okay, now don't-- Listen.

Don't get 'em all right,
because he'll kick us out.

Don't give me all the right clues.

Thank you, Sabrina.

Well, that's
very interesting.

It's certainly a lot better
than pure chance.

However, it's not high enough
to be suspicious.

And so ends another astonishing
report on the unknown.

Ladies and gentlemen,
this is your host, Peter Russell,

bidding you farewell until
next we meet and journey...

Beyond The Infinite.

More applause.

More, more, more!
Build it.

Okay. Perfect.

Excuse me.
Mr. Russell?

Your dreams come true
the very next day.

You have
been out of body?

Not since puberty.

Who are you then?
Kelly Garrett.

I'm a private investigator.

Claire Rossmore hired me to look
into the murder of Kathy Wade.

I understand
she was your protégé.

Yes, she was.

Do you watch my TV show,
Miss Garrett?

Sorry.

Well,
a lot of people do.

Oh, I'm sure of that.

Could I ask you a few
questions? It won't take long.

Of course. I'll help
in any way I can.

Did you know that Kathy's last
name was really Brendleberry?

She has a grandmother by that
name living here some place.

That's the first I've heard of it.
She never talked about her past.

How did you meet?

She showed up backstage one night after
a taping-- oh, five, six months ago.

I'm sorry I didn't learn
more about her.

- But it didn't really matter, you see.
- Why?

Because of my show, many people come
to me claiming to have occult powers.

Kathy was one of few
whose powers rivaled my own.

That's why I had
Dr. Holden test her.

How did you come to be part
of the Rossmore Institute?

Claire invited me originally, and I see
the institute as a chance to silence,

once and for all,
the disbelievers.

Hmm.
What about Dr. Holden?

Was he a disbeliever?
Yes, at first.

Holden doesn't believe
in show-business psychics.

He believes only
in charts and statistics.

I make him very nervous.

I see. Well, thank you
for your time.

Miss Garrett?

I'm sorry I couldn't
be of more help.

I was very fond of Kathy.

But I don't think you're ever
going to find her killer...

in this world.

Thank you.

Hello. Is this a private stroll,
or can anybody tag along?

Well, not just anybody.

But you can.

Thank you.

You didn't like it when Dr. Holden
called your psychic powers a gift.

Nope.
It's more of a curse.

How would you like it, being forced to
eavesdrop on the private lives of strangers?

You mean,
you can read minds?

No.

But I see pictures sometimes--
brief flashes.

I hold in my hand an old watch
touched with life I can see, Kris.

The trouble is,
I have to feel it all too.

Sometimes joy,
but much more often...

it's shock, terror, pain,

death.

I know what
it's like to die.

You're right.
It's no gift.

We", sometimes there is
a certain satisfaction.

And you get to travel too.

Become psychic, see the world.

What is it?

I saw you.

I don't wanna know. It was in a classroom.
It was no college.

- Look, Eric-- - You were
wearing a uniform... and a gun.

Uh, easy, now.

Good boy.

Is anybody here?

Just you,
me and the dog, dearie.

He's growling.
Will be bite?

Only if you
don't buy anything.

I'll buy something.

Sheffield, come here!

Mrs. Brendleberry?
That's me.

I'd like some information about Kathy.
I like your face.

You brighten up
the shop.

You can stay as long as you like.
Thank you.

Kathy was your granddaughter?

Where do you think
I got this TV'?

Almost new!

I understand Kathy
had remarkable powers.

Sheffield.

Hush, Sheffield.

Did she always have
an interest in the occult?

Not around me, she didn't.
I'd have tanned it out of her.

When did she become
interested?

Well, about five years back,
I think, uh,

when that boyfriend of hers
got himself killed.

Oh, I remember
the last time he rode up.

I wouldn't let her
go out with him.

- I guess it was what you would call
a premo-- premo-- - Premonition.

- That's it, honey. - Do you
remember his name, Mrs. Brendleberry?

Hush, Sheffield.

Well, now, let me think.
Um, Michael?

No. Martin.
That's it.

Martin somebody.
Mart/n Faber?

You know, at times,
he could be sweet as strawberries.

And then suddenly, he'd go all sour.
Sheffield wouldn't go near him.

It's okay.

It was definitely
not an earthquake.

I've never been so scared
in my whole life.

- There was something in that shop.
- Martin sure gets around.

Well, at least we know that there's a
connection between Martin and Kathy.

That's right. Kathy became interested in
the occult right after Martin was killed.

I think she wanted to get into the institute
so she could attempt to contact him.

Yeah, or to fleece
his aunt.

If she was part of a scheme to fleece Claire,
I doubt that she'd agree to be killed.

- No, that is a bit drastic.
- So who was she working with?

Russell? Barbara Niles?
It could have been any of 'em.

I hate to say this,
but Eric Knight's kind of strange.

He says he saw me in his mind
at the police academy.

- You think he said that to scare you off?
- 0/1, I hope not.

Well, I-I mean,
he seems like a very caring person.

I mean, he's scary,
but I really like him.

Oh, boy.
That doesn't make any sense.

You know,
if he is a suspect,

he was the only one who wasn't in
plain view when Kathy was killed.

You're right.

I don't even wanna go back to that place, if
you wanna know the truth. It is so creepy.

And Dr. Holden-- Ever since he's been studying
Bree, he's had her under lock and key.

Ah! Which reminds me.

Charlie sent this over in case you're
gonna do any more ghost chasing.

It's one of those electronic
keys they use at the institute.

Bosley, what about our original suspect,
Martin? Do you know anything about him?

Right now, I've got a list of his old
friends, his schoolmates, his hangouts.

By the end of the day, I
should have a complete

portrait of our late
Martin Faber.

Martin?

Oh, yes.

Hmm.

Yes, yes. Uh-

His aunt says
he sang in the choir?

Yes, uh, briefly.

That was the year the robes
were all destroyed by fire.

Oh. Did Martin have
anything to do with that?

Oh, well-well,
nothing was ever proved.

Um, his voice
had began to change.

Some of the boys
teased him about it.

Um, he tended
to have a temper.

A temper?

Oh, I'm afraid so.

There was the church picnic.

He had a quarrel with, uh--
with Mary Lou Murphy.

She was 12.
They quarreled over a sandwich.

We had to pull her
out of the lake.

The lake? What happened?
Well, hard to say.

Martin was either trying
to teach her to swim...

or trying to drown her.

Uh, but then, it's-- it's best
not to speak ill of the dead.

Martin Faber? Yeah,
he was on the track team for one race.

I tossed him off the team.
Too slow?

He ran in the marathon. Some kid
twisted an ankle, fell in front of him.

Martin ran right over him without blinking
an eye, and he was wearing spikes.

Get those knees up!

Oh, excuse me, fellas.

Did either of you
know Martin Faber?

He used to ride
a motorcycle around here.

It was black with "Demon"
written over the, uh--

Thanks.
Thanks a lot!

"Demon." That's what
I'm naming my new motorcycle.

I'm going to drive it home
this weekend.

Oh, school is a drag.
So don't mail my check.

I'll pick it up when I see
you. Bye, now.

Martin didn't write letters.
He'd send me these from school instead.

That was the last tape
he sent.

Poor child.
Poor child?

Oh, come on, Claire.
You've got to know better than that.

You've heard those old
stories. I don't believe them.

I talked to a dozen people, Claire.
They all said the same thing--

rages, temper tantrums,
violent attacks.

He was very high strung.

Always had to have his own way.
But I understood that.

Claire,

what happened the night
he died?

Can you tell me?

If I must.
It's very important.

Well, he'd been at college
for only one semester,

but he wasn't happy.

80 without telling me,
he quit.

And with his tuition money,
he bought that horrible motorcycle.

When he came home,
we argued.

He roared off into the night
in one of his rages and-and--

And you felt guilty because
you'd upset him. Yes.

Well, you weren't the last person
to see him that night, Claire.

He went to visit a girl,
and he wasn't allowed to see her.

And that made him
even madder.

Now, Claire, Martin
was walking a tightrope.

He was bound to fall sooner or later,
and you couldn't have stopped it.

But I wanted him
to come back.

I wanted him to tell me that--
that he hadn't killed himself.

And he didn't. Now, look.
You know about blind rage.

I don't think he even knew where
he was going until it was too late.

It's so good
to talk about it at last.

Thank you.

Look, Claire.

Now I have got
to ask a favor of you.

What?

Well, we have a plan.

We'd like to try
to contact Martin again.

I don't know if
I can go through anymore.

After what happened-- But
that's just the point.

It's not a question of fraud now.
It's murder,

and we have
to know the truth.

Don't you?

- Yes.
- Good.

Now, here's what
I'd like you to do.

I'm sorry, Claire.
I came as soon as I could.

Peter, sit down.

Miss Rossmore wants us
to do another experiment.

- We're going to need your cooperation.
- Of course.

Peter, I want you to attempt
to contact Martin again...

using Sabrina here
as the medium.

But it's too dangerous.
We-We have no way of protecting her.

I'm willing to
take the chance.

Well, I- I'm not.

Look, I've never worked with her before.
I don't know anything

about her powers as a medium.

Well, Dr. Holden
can vouch for me.

I feel she might make contact.
Actually, that's... what frightens me.

Then you do believe
my nephew has returned?

Miss Rossmare, I've been over those tapes
time and time again, and I must confess...

I am still looking
for a logical answer.

This is Kelly Garrett. I hired her as a
detective to investigate Kathy's death.

Yes, we've met.

- I want her present tonight as well.
- Now wait. I haven't agreed.

Peter, I am
a very wealthy woman.

And I got that way because
I'm stubborn as old ketchup.

You will either do this,
or you will leave the institute.

Which will it be?

I'll do it.

We will, uh, assemble outside
the monitor booth at midnight.

Until then, I expect everyone to
remain in their assigned rooms.

Try to get some rest.

Barbara, would you show Miss Garrett
to her room, please? Sabrina.

This was Martin's room.

- May I come in?
- Sure.

I wanted to see you.

The other day, I felt
a kinship with you, Kris.

I felt it too.

Then I read you,
and you were frightened.

Well, you take a little getting used to.
Well, that's how it always is.

My "gift"-- I can't control
it. I don't blame you.

I'd like to understand.

What you're planning to do
tonight-- It's a mistake.

You're no student,

Sabrina Duncan's no psychic,

and Martin's no ghost.

But he crashed.
He died.

I've been by that tree any number of times.
I feel his rage.

It's a terrible rage.

Martin crashed.
That was the end of him.

Look, I'm not concerned with the dead now.
I'm concerned with the living.

- You.
- Eric, what are you trying to tell me?

I'm warning you. I don't want
anything bad to happen to you.

Your life, Sabrina's--

All of your lives are gonna be in
danger if you stay here tonight.

Kelly, what is it?
I just had a visitor.

It made my glasses do a dance.
What?

Come on.
Let's get Bree.

Sabrina?

Where is she?

Someone's out there
on a motorcycle.

Leave me alone!

Let me rest!

I'm so sick and tired
of all the meddling!

Hey, Marty, you know what?

You're beginning to sound
like a broken record.

Bosley, you've been sleeping!
We're supposed to rest.

Bosley, listen. Bree has disappeared,
and somebody is outside on a motorcycle!

Motorcycle? Shh!

Leave me alone. Let me rest.

I am so sick and tired
of all the meddling!

Let me rest!

I'm warning you.

I'm so sick and tired
of all the meddling!

Let me rest!

Good night, Martin.

You know, we don't have much time.
It's almost 11:30. Bosley.

- Psst!
- Hey, Bree.

You're probably
wondering Why I've gathered you here.

I found out how
Kathy Wade was murdered.

The answer was right
in front us all the time.

Boo!

Oh, God!
Did I scare ya?

Yes!
Hey, wait a minute.

- Videotape.
- That's right.

What we were watching the
night that Kathy was killed...

was a videotape of Peter
Russell on that monitor.

80 Kathy and Peter were working together?
Yeah, they had to be.

They must have rehearsed it,
and then Peter prerecorded his part.

I found all the equipment down in the basement.
It's directly hooked up to all this stuff.

So all the while we were thinking that we
were watching Peter in the isolation room--

He had time to leave his room,
enter Kathy's and kill her.

You know, I think we should put Martin's
spirit to rest once and for all.

Dr. Holden,
I want this clearly understood.

I don't like it.
I'm doing it under protest.

I understand that,
Peter.

I'm ready to start
whenever you are, Peter.

Mr. Russell?

Ow!

Holden, open all the doors
to this place.

I want everybody
out of my way.

Do as he says.

Ouch!

Better stay put.

Stay [here unless you want Sabrina hurt!

Well, look what I found
hidden in the gardener's shed.

Is he all right?

Bosley, I think you nearly
scared him to death.

That's right, Bosley, and we've got
enough ghosts around here already.

I sensed there was a danger.
I just couldn't pinpoint the source.

I hope I didn't frighten you.
I sometimes have that effect on people.

That's okay.
I understand.

Angels, it turns out
that Peter Russell was a genius--

but in electronics,
not the psychic.

Those glass-shattering tricks he
pulled were done with sound waves.

The police found the
equipment.

And Martin had tape-recorded
his letters to Kathy too.

80 Peter had his actual voice.
All he had to do was edit it.

And Bosley was right.
The whole thing was just a big con.

Peter wanted to take over
the institute.

Kathy Wade
probably tried to get out of

the scheme, so
Russell killed her.

Which just proves
I was right all along.

This parapsychology stuff
is a big fraud.

We“, now,
you ream “mm 30' Mr. Bushy?

Oh, now, look, Eric,
I know that Kris is rather fond of you--

That's all right.
Look, I'll make a deal with you.

You at least, um,
reserve your opinion for a While.

Keep an open mind.
And I won't tell them about that...

late-night skinny-dipping in Rocky River.

That was high school!

Did you ever find your
clothes, Mr. Bosley?

Bosley! - Bosley! -

You didn't, Bos/ey/ Look,
that was just youthful exuberance!

That was the most embarrassing
moment of my life!

Wait just a minute.

I'm not so sure. What about that
time-- All right. You've got a deal!

Ohh! -

J