All language subtitles for Mission.Impossible.S03E24.Illusion.REPACK.DVDRip.XviD-SAiNTS

Good afternoon, Mr. Phelps.

These two men, Emil Skarbeck
and Kurt Lom,

are bitter rivals for the vacant post
of chief of secret police

for the East European
People's Republic.

Both are hard-liners
determined to turn their country

into one vast concentration camp.

Your mission, Jim,
should you decide to accept it,

is to eliminate both from contention,

so that this third candidate,
Paul Trock,

who is friendly to the West,
becomes the new chief.

As always, should you or any
of your IM Force be caught or killed,

the secretary will disavow
any knowledge of your actions.

This tape will self-destruct
in five seconds.

Good luck, Jim.

Dr. Becker had the letter microfilmed
and smuggled out to his brother

just before Skarbeck murdered him
six years ago.

How's the act coming, Rollin?

Well, we've added
a few touches, Jim,

but essentially, it's the same act
Carlotta used to do with Fritz Mueller.

- How about the playback, Willy?
- All set.

I've been rehearsing with it
all afternoon.

Good.

Jim, will our three candidates
show up for the opening?

Yes. Our man Trock
is bringing Skarbeck with him.

I'm certain that Lom will show up
just to keep an eye on the two of them.

There you are.

Pretty.

Too bad Carlotta Kleve
didn't have one.

It might have saved her life.

The needle contains
a knockout drop.

And these

will create the equivalent
of a hypnotic state.

How much danger
will Cinnamon be in?

We know from Dr. Becker's letter

that Skarbeck has
a deep psychological disturbance

triggered by jealousy,

capable of erupting into violence
at any moment.

Now, we're gonna use that.

Just remember that we're dealing
with an emotional time bomb.

Come on, Trock,
you didn't ask me here to entertain me.

What do you want?

Skarbeck, you do me a disservice.

Perhaps all I want is your friendship.

Look, Lom.

A little paranoid, wouldn't you say?

Undoubtedly, he thinks
we're making plans against him.

Just for the record,

if I can't have that job,

I want you to have it, not him, ja?

Well, gentlemen,
what an unexpected pleasure.

Will you join us?

You're very kind.

Otto.

Fr�ulein, two bocks.

Well, Lom, what a surprise to see you
in such a frivolous place.

Perhaps you have a secret life
we know nothing about.

Not at all, Emil.
The Traumerie is an institution.

And I like to know what's going on.

Welcome.

Welcome.
Welcome to the Traumerie Caf�.

The caf� of dreams and illusion.

This face is illusion.

This place is illusion.

Even this music...

...is illusion.

So, meine Herren
und meine Damen,

be happy.

For tomorrow... Tomorrow...

Tomorrow your head will hurt.

Your bock will buck.

Your wife will find out.

Who knows
what tomorrow will bring, huh?

But who cares? Who cares?

Who cares?

Who cares?

And now the one reality.

The one and only

Mona Bern.

If you buy my glass of wine

Darling, you are truly mine

Lover, while the wine still pours

Hold me, I am yours

So we'll dance until the dawn

And when all the wine is gone

Only look into my eyes

To know it all was lies

You fool, who'll think of you again?

Till you return and then

If you buy my glass of wine

Darling, you are truly mine

Lover, while the wine still pours

Hold me, I am yours

I've got ten tiny toes
Tucked in shiny black hose

Topped with shocking
Pink garters of lace

They're my favourite things

They're such snappable rings

That to lose them
Would be a disgrace

But to show where my heart is

Though I love my garters

I'll make you a present of these

My two stockings may fall
For I do like you all

'Cause I heard nobody
Knocking my knees

Topped with shocking
Pink garters of lace

That to lose them
Would be a disgrace

But to show where my heart is

Though I love my garters

I'll make you a present of these

My two stockings may fall
For I do like you all

'Cause I heard nobody
Knocking my knees

I heard nobody knocking my knees

She plays good music.

Why don't you watch
where you're going?

A thousand pardons, Herr Skarbeck.

One moment.

How did you know my name?

You are very well-known,
Herr Skarbeck.

I'm not well-known.
I take pride in not being well-known.

Oh, you are too modest,
Herr Skarbeck.

Excuse me.

Skarbeck, did you notice
the resemblance between this act

and the act Carlotta Kleve
used to do with Fritz Mueller?

Notice it? Of course I noticed it.
It was a direct steal.

They never did solve her murder,
did they?

They never did solve her murder.

What did you say, Trock?

I said, they never did
solve her murder, did they?

It was Fritz Mueller.

What happened to him?

He was killed in an automobile
accident near the border.

Do you remember them?

Very well. You didn't know Emil
in those days, Trock.

But those of us who did
felt very sorry for him.

You were very deeply in love with her,
weren't you, Emil?

I don't care to discuss Carlotta Kleve
with you, Lom.

You or anyone else.

I seem to have hit a nerve.

A nerve?

Skarbeck covered it very well,

but he murdered Carlotta Kleve.

- You get funnier all the time.
- You are my inspiration.

Me, your inspiration?

Come in.

Herr Skarbeck.

It seems I am always in your way.

Forgive me.

Fr�ulein Bern.

A friend of mine.

Yes, that was obvious.
What is his name?

Eric Neustadt. He's a journalist.

Some schnapps?

Why not?

You know,

it's amazing.

You don't look like her,

but everything else...

You're talking about Carlotta Kleve?

Yes.

She was a great friend
and a great entertainer.

Which is why I copied her style.
I knew she would not object.

Because she was dead, you mean.

Why do you want to see me?

I told you,
Carlotta and I were friends.

We grew up together in Flensburg.
We danced together on the Riviera.

She wrote to me
of your relationship.

I thought it would be nice if we met.

You are a liar.

She wasn't born in Flensburg.
She never danced on the Riviera.

Those were stories she told.

She was dragged up
in the slums of Dresden.

Who put you up to this?

You have very strong hands,
Herr Skarbeck.

Now, I would like to dress,
if you would allow me.

If you will talk while you're doing it.

You are a very attractive man,
Herr Skarbeck.

Much more attractive
than I was led to believe.

As long as it is reasonable to do so,
I will talk.

Reasonable?

I'm being paid 10,000 marks
to seduce you.

You're very frank. I like that.

I might let you earn
those 10,000 marks

if I know who's paying them.

I might even give you
another 10,000 marks.

Kurt Lom.

I thought so.

Tell me about it.

He saw us in Hamburg, Fritz and I.

What, you already had this act?

Yes, of course.
We worked it up from old films.

Where do you live, Herr Skarbeck?

Morgenstra�e 15.

In an hour.
You had better open the door.

Oh, I... I didn't know
you were occupied. I'm sorry.

It's one of your
worst characteristics, Fritz.

You are always sorry.

- I'm sorry if I...
- You see?

Fritz Elb, this is Herr Skarbeck.

Herr Skarbeck was just telling me

how much he enjoyed
the performance.

You are most kind, Herr Skarbeck.

Not at all. Fr�ulein Bern, good night.

Good night.

Herr Neustadt,
you have certainly been misinformed

if you think there is any rivalry
between Herr Skarbeck and myself.

We are the best of friends.

I see. Forgive me for taking your time,
Herr Lom. I did have a certain

piece of information
I thought you might be interested in

concerning the murder
of Carlotta Kleve.

However, good night.

Herr Neustadt.

May I offer you some brandy?

Thank you.

After so long a time,

why would anyone want to resurrect
the Carlotta Kleve case?

Do you believe
that Emil Skarbeck killed her?

Because I know that he did.

How do you know that,
Herr Neustadt?

My name is not Neustadt,
it's Becker.

And I'm the brother
of psychiatrist Dr. Josef Becker.

Does that name mean anything
to you?

I'm afraid not.

Skarbeck killed him too.

But why?

To keep a secret he felt was even
more damning than Carlotta's murder:

The fact that he blacked out
during the crime

and afterwards, suffered
an almost complete mental collapse.

Skarbeck was a recluse
during that period.

Exactly.

He smuggled my brother Josef
in to treat him.

He prescribed drugs, cared for him.

And then Skarbeck murdered him.

You have proof of all this?

Yes.

Josef managed to get this letter out
on microfilm.

The disdain
in which he must hold me.

Because I loved Carlotta,
it follows automatically I must love you.

Am I so hard to love?

There's been no one since Carlotta.

Then you are missing a great deal.

Don't feel sorry for me.
I have known many women.

I just haven't allowed myself
to become involved.

I won't ever again.

I suppose not.

After I became hopelessly infatuated,
what then?

I don't know.

I'm supposed to report to him
for instructions.

Do that. Do that, report to him.

Only

I want the instructions

recorded on this.

Why would you like that?

Well, the proof of his conspiracy
will destroy him.

Emil, this could be dangerous,
could it not?

Everything is dangerous.

I suppose
I am a great deal like Carlotta.

I imagine that I feel some of the things
that she must have felt once.

I think I had better go now.

According to this,
Skarbeck is not completely well.

Will never be completely well.

Exactly. And you can destroy him
with Mona Bern.

He's already very taken with her.

How do you know that?

I was in her dressing room
after the show. He came back.

What were you doing
in the lady's dressing room?

We are friends.

I made very certain of that
as soon as I saw her act in Hamburg.

I knew that she was the only way
to get Skarbeck.

Then what you are proposing
is that we instigate some scandal.

I am proposing
we instigate a mental collapse.

Go on.

Skarbeck has avoided
any emotional involvement

ever since he killed Carlotta.

His greatest fear
is the fear of recurrence.

So I say, let us
get him involved, obsessed,

the way he was with Carlotta.

Then rejection, jealousy, humiliation.

He will fall completely to pieces.

But will the lady cooperate?

You have the power to persuade her
to cooperate, Herr Lom.

I will let you know.

You will never have
another chance like this...

Good night, Herr Becker.

I will keep this.

Good night.

He doesn't see all the possibilities,
does he?

No, Otto.

It's too late to prove
that Skarbeck killed Carlotta Kleve.

But it is not too late to prove
that Skarbeck killed Mona Bern.

Is it possible, Emil,
that you are getting involved?

Such rules are made to be broken.

It won't work.

Why not?

I don't know.

It's just that no matter how beautiful
I try to make myself,

I still feel
there is something ugly inside.

Oh, it's very strange.
She used to say something like that.

Only in her case,
the reason was too obvious.

Men, too many men.

How do you know
it's not the same with me?

Emil.

They'll go away.

Good.

Herr Skarbeck.
Is Fr�ulein Bern here?

No.

May I see her, please?

What do you mean
by following me here?

I'm sorry. I was worried about you.

You are always trailing me.

I do not need you to worry about me.

You do not own me.

Please, try to understand that.

- I'm sorry.
- You're sorry.

I came to bring her
back to the hotel.

The lady does not want
to go back to the hotel.

It is all right, Emil.

He has ruined the evening, anyway.

Tomorrow?

I'm sorry.

He's taking a pill.

He'll go under in 30 seconds.

Good evening. Police.

What do you want?

You are Fr�ulein Mona Bern,
aren't you?

- Yes.
- We want to talk to you.

- She has done nothing.
- Never mind what she has done.

Be on your way. Fr�ulein.

Fr�ulein Bern, either you cooperate
or your work permit will be rescinded

and you will be expelled.

Now, what is your relationship
with Emil Skarbeck?

He is a friend.

Herr Lom, she had this in her purse.

Emil?

I'm going to ask you
some questions.

Do you understand?

I want you to answer those questions
without reservation.

No reservation at all.
Do you understand that?

Why did you kill Carlotta Kleve?

I don't want to talk about it.

Emil, it will make you feel better.

It will make you feel so much better.

Now, it happened at the chalet,
didn't it? In the country at the chalet.

Now, you tell me.

Yes, I was afraid I was losing her.

We were to meet there
to talk things out.

I had to stay at headquarters late
that night, so she went down ahead.

When I got there,

I heard laughter
coming from our room.

The door was locked.
She was with a man.

She was talking about me.
She called me a fool.

She made fun of me.

She said she could never love me,

that I didn't know
how to love a woman.

I couldn't stand them
talking about me.

I couldn't stand it. I...

I started to force the door.

But he must have
gone out the window,

because when I broke in,
he was gone.

And then what, Emil?

Well, she tried to lie to me.

But then she flaunted it
in my face. She...

She said it was all true,
that she despised me,

that she cheated on me
every chance she could.

God. I wanted to choke her. I...

And then...

I can't remember. I can't remember.

That's all right. It is all right.

Now, just tell me
the next thing you do remember.

Coming to at the Traumerie Caf�.

I spent so many evenings there.

I did love her.

But I knew I'd killed her.

But you have killed others,
Emil, many others.

Oh, yes, but...

But I loved her.

Fr�ulein Bern,
I do not make idle threats.

This could easily be construed
as an attempt at espionage.

Espionage?

I could not care less
about your foolish politics.

Where did you get it?

Fr�ulein Bern, I warn you.

From Herr Skarbeck.

For what purpose?

I seem to be caught in some kind
of game between the two of you.

Would you explain that?

He said you would try
to use me against him.

That I should record
whatever you told me.

You see, Otto?

Emil is a rival to be respected.

How much is he paying you?

Ten thousand marks.

Would you like to make
25,000 marks?

Of course, if it is not dangerous.

Keep seeing him
and being seen with him.

At the caf�, make it obvious

that your interest
is more than just casual.

And then what?

You will be informed.

Agreed?

Do you know what I want done
with Fr�ulein Bern?

Of course.

You want her killed in such a way
that Skarbeck will be blamed for it.

Exactly.

Emil?

You want to love Mona Bern,
don't you?

Yes.

The same way
that you loved Carlotta Kleve,

with your whole heart,
your whole being.

You want to love Mona that way,
do you not?

Yes, yes, yes, I do.

But if she is unfaithful to you,

you will hurt her
in the same way you hurt Carlotta.

Do you understand?

Yes, I understand.

In the same way.

I don't care, boys, where you roam

One thing makes you feel at home

It's found in any port of call
That you can name

In saloons both near and far

You can bet a good cigar

That something hanging on the wall
Will be the same

So put your foot upon the rail

Look up and see, there she will be

Staring you straight in the face
Without a trace of shame

Disgraceful!

But no matter where you are
There's a lady 'bove the bar

Who's wearing nothing much at all
Except a frame

Except a smile, a small pink cupid

And a little purple grape

Except a ribbon around her neck
And a heck of a shape

Undraped!

Yes, no matter where you are
There's a lady 'bove the bar

Who wears just a touch of talcum

And a welcome in her eye

No, nothing much at all

Except a frame

Mona?

Mona?

Let me in.

Let me in! I know you're in there!

Let me in! Where is she?

- Where is who?
- Mona, where is she?

Tell me where she is or I kill you.

I heard her. I tell you, I heard her.

- Where?
- In here.

Ja, you were laughing.

You were making love.

Making love? Mona and me?

Do you think any woman
could fall in love with me?

An auto accident
the night Carlotta was killed.

You're Fritz Mueller.

Yes.

You wanted to kill me

that night you killed Carlotta.

But you are wrong.

You were wrong then,
just as you are wrong now.

It was never me.

No. It was Lom, Kurt Lom.

Kurt Lom.

It was Lom?

I was nothing but a dog to her.

But I loved her.

And it gave me great pleasure
just to be with her.

So after she died, I found Mona

and I made her
into another Carlotta.

But she, too, had no use for me.

You heard her.
I mean nothing to her.

It's Lom.

Still Lom, just like it was for Carlotta.

She's with Lom right now.

But I know
that she wanted to see me.

Yes, but Lom called and invited her
to his apartment between shows.

She obeyed.

Just as Carlotta used to obey Lom.

I want my money. I want it now.

Or I will not go on with it.

You will get your money
within 48 hours, I guarantee it.

It better be soon.

Otto, if she is with him tonight,
wait your chance.

Then kill her.

Mona!

- Who told you I was here?
- What were you doing in there?

- It was Fritz.
- I came backstage to see you,

as you said. You weren't there.

He called me.
He asked to see me between shows.

And you ran to him.

What is this, Emil? You asked me
to get his instructions, did you not?

Ja, ja, instructions.

Where are they?

Emil, we cannot talk about this here.
Come, we'll go to your apartment.

Lom? This is Paul Trock.

Ja, ja, the deputy prime minister
has arrived

and would like to see the three of us
informally tonight.

Ja, "A jovial evening," he said.

And the old fellow suggested
the Traumerie Caf�.

Yes, what do you think of that, huh?

Ja, good.

We could make the second show.

I'll stop by and pick you up.

I will be waiting for you.

Good.

We can't be certain
of the exact moment,

so you have to wait for the blackout.

I understand.

You know
why I went to his apartment.

He wants to know about us.
That's what he is paying me for.

Ja, paying you.
What has he paid you so far?

Five thousand marks.

Where is it?

Where is it?
What were you doing there?

The tape recorder.

It's all on the tape recorder.

Let me see.

There's nothing.

There's nothing.

Nothing? There must be
something wrong with the machine.

- I know I turned it on.
- You're a liar, you're a filthy liar!

You're a miserable man. What right
have you to talk to me that way?

You made love to him, didn't you?

- No.
- You're a tramp, just like she was.

You and your precious Carlotta.

If she cheated on you,
I understand why.

You don't know how
to make a woman happy.

You're clumsy, you're stupid.
I despise you.

Yes, I made love to him
and we laughed.

Stop it, stop it.

- We laughed while we made love.
- Stop it.

We laughed at you.

- We laughed...
- I'll kill you. I'll kill you.

Be happy, be happy.

For tomorrow...
Tomorrow your head will hurt.

Your bock will buck.

Your wife will find out.

Tomorrow...

Who knows
what tomorrow will bring, eh?

But who cares?

Who cares? Who cares?

Who cares?

And now the one reality.

The one, the only

Mona Bern.

Mona? Where are you, Mona?

Mona?

Mona?

Mona, where are you?

She's dead, Skarbeck.

She is dead, isn't she?

You killed her.
You strangled her just like Carlotta.

How did you know that?

We arranged it.

- Arranged it?
- Yes, we made you kill her.

We wanted you to kill her
because this time, we have the proof.

Lom, just a second.

My billfold, I...

Who are you?

The brother of Dr. Josef Becker,
whom you killed.

You remember him, don't you,
Skarbeck, from last night?

I sent him, Skarbeck.

I sent him
to make you kill Mona Bern.

You made me do it?

You made me kill her.

The show must be starting.
Ringside table, after you.