All language subtitles for The.Burglars.1971

Switch on.

Stop, you're on the serial number.

Set the dials on zero.

Wait here.

Is this your car?

It belongs to a friend.
It broke down.

What's wrong with it?

That's what I'd like to know.
Is there a garage around here?

I walked up the road a mile or two,
everything's closed.

At this time of night, no wonder.

Do you have your papers please?

Hope so.

Salesman...
Business trip, or pleasure?

Business.

You make a living with that?

It depends... On how often
the car breaks down.

Could you give me a ride back to town?

I'd like to, but you know some
of our regulations are strange.

I can't take you in my car
unless you're under arrest.

Ok then, I'll sleep
in the car till daylight.

Good luck. Enjoy your visit.

Thanks.

Ok?

Ok.

E, M, P, S.

E, M, P, S.

Leave those, the numbers must be recorded.

What's going on?

-I don't get it. -What's the name of your boat?
-The Arax, she should have docked last night.

Well find out, that's your job dammit!

The Arax was supposed to dock here,
at 2 am.She was seen entering the
harbour, that's all they know.

If she came into port,
she must be here someplace.

I contacted the Captain a
month ago, it was all set.

You made it clear to him
it was an organised tour?

$2000 a head for third class passage...

...he knew damned well
it wasn't a pleasure cruise.

Well ok then. If it's not a
ghost ship we'll track her down.

Couldn't we take another boat?

It's possible, but we'd need a Captain
who won't ask questions.

Storm damage. Nothing serious
- she'll be ready to sail in five days.

-Shit. -It's not my fault.
-I'm not blaming you.

You're sure the Captain won't change
his mind when he reads the papers?

Maybe he would, if he could read.
In five days we sail, no problem.

Stop! Get out.

Renzi, you drive down to the end
of the dock and wait for us.

We're going through that silo.
We'll meet you there.

You're crazy.
There's no reason to go through there.

I hope there's no reason. But right now,
you don't discuss, you do it.

What's going on?

We have to find somewhere to
hide the emeralds for a few days

We can't carry them with us.

We'll hide them here and he won't
know if we've split them between us.

Where?

Don't worry, we'll
pick them up in five days.

Wait for me here.

Ralph, you and Renzi go
back to your hideout

You'll be safe there,
nobody's seen you.

You think the caretaker at
the villa recognized you?

I'm afraid so, I went there three times
to take measurements for the carpeting.

Well, we've got to get you out of town.

-I'll phone and tell you where I am.
-Bye.

Great - first class hotels, eh?

I stayed here two months getting ready
- you can stand it for five days.

Are you going to say goodbye to me nicely?

The day I say goodbye nicely,
you'll be leaving for China.

Don't forget to call me everyday at noon,
at the Hilton bar. Now go on.

You know there's a speed
limit in this town?

Sorry, I'm a foreigner
- I can't read signs in your language.

Numbers are the same in any language.

We're very lenient with foreigners.
As long as they don't go too far.

-Do you know how fast you were going?
-Thirty, forty?

Fifty?

Sixty?

No! Don't tell me I was doing seventy,
right in the middle of town...

You were doing ninety.

My foot must have got wedged
on the accelerator.

Usually I'm a very safe driver.

You're lucky you ran into me.

A traffic officer would have
confiscated your license.

Goodbye, Mister...
Mister?

Azad. It happens to mean
"Free" in certain languages.

My name is Abel Zacharia.
It means nothing at all.

Inspector Zacharia.

Good morning Inspector, my name is
Malloch. I represent the insurance company.

Mr. Tasco is waiting for you.

He just came back from St. Moritz
in his private plane.

Hello, Lydia...

...having fun, I hope...

No, no darling I'm not
in St. Moritz anymore.

I just got back this morning.

My emeralds. The whole collection.

I'll pass you to Isabel,
the Police are here. Isabel!

Oh darling! You read too
many detective stories.

In reality they're not
all that brilliant...

...they fill up their files with
papers and forget the whole case.

Hello? Yes.

I'm very upset about it. Yes.

I think the police did send somebody.

You're mad!
Of course we won't change our plans.

In two weeks we'll be sailing for
the tropics. The crew is all ready...

Well. I suppose there's no use
asking if you've found a lead?

Mr. Tasco, I understand your impatience,
they're your emeralds...

...but never ask a policeman
if he's found a lead.

Oh really? Why not?

Superstitiion.

To catch a thief who's wandering around
amongst a million people, you must have faith.

You must believe in the supernatural.

I do believe.

A policeman's great strength
is that he's paid by the year.

He never files a case.

-May I?
-If you wish.

They took nothing but the emeralds.

The collection is valued
at one million dollars.

He must be a specialist.

It's all yours, Inspector.
If you find my emeralds, of course.

My company is also prepared
to pay a reward of ten percent.

Well gentlemen, perhaps
we'll be able to modernize our offices.

They could certainly use it.

If I were you, I'd also buy a new car.

We heard you coming a mile away...

...and burglars have pretty sharp ears.

Whether you make your name or
a fortune, isn't important.

What's important is that you recover
the emeralds and make a point.

We take revenge.

I'll get my revenge, Mr. Tasco.

-Miss!
-You can take it at the bar, sir.

Hello? Yes, I'm Mr. Azad.
I'll take it here.

Hello, Helene. Yes all's fine here.
And you?

You like the place?
Found a good hotel?

Oh the place is full of them,
it's the local Riviéra.

Great! You needed a vacation.

I wanted to ask you something.
Can I go out?

-What do you mean, of course you can.
-I mean with somebody.

-Why not? Just don't talk too much.
-You don't mind?

Why should I?
If somebody asks you, go ahead.

Ok, I just wanted to know...

Know what?

If I could go out with a man.

This is idiotic? What's your point?

It's the first time you ever
asked me a question like that.

Because it's the first time
I'll be going out without you.

Listen, hang up - if you waste
all your money on phonecalls...

...you won't be able to go out.

Call me tomorrow, same time.

Too bad.

Like this.

Now you can pin it up over your bed.

I'd never get to sleep.
Just seeing you, I'm all wound up...

-May I? -Of course.
-Don't worry, I'm a nice guy...

-Does it pay well?
-Hmmm, depending on the photographer.

-If I was a photographer...
-Ah, but you're not.

The way you look at me,
your pictures would be out of focus.

-I can dream can't I...
-No, you can't.

But console yourself,
I'm for sale at the newsstand.

-Doesn't it bother you to pose bare...
Like that?
-No.

You know, two years ago I only
showed my legs and that was shocking.

Now I show more and it shocks less.

It's really weird, isn't it?

People used to read these alone
in their hot little rooms, with
their hot little imaginations...

Now the cry is for sex in public.
That's what shocks me.

No, now come on.
As pleasures go, you know...

...drinking leads to the D.T.
and drugs lead to the madhouse...

...but sex? Sex only
leads to an act of love.

Would you like to pose?
We're looking for a man.

I have only one principle:
"Never try to replace a professional".

Right, but that doen't mean
you can't get educated.

-Who's the teacher?
-Follow the leader.

The most erotic nightclub in the
world, the El Dorado!

It is heaven and hell.
A unique and shocking spectacle...

-Hi.
-Hi.

You wait right here, I'll be
back in a couple of seconds.

"The most daring spectacle ever staged!
Here, direct from Hamburg...

...are Sigfried and Marlene,
in their super erotic number...

...The House of Love"

Hello, Siggi. A glass of water, please.

Entertaining, no?

-By the way, my name is Helena. And yours?
-Azad.

Azad. A very dynamic first name
-suits you. And what do you do?

I'm just passing through,
I sell children's dolls.

I don't believe it.

I sell the dolls, then I can be dynamic
and spend time with people at the bar.

Look.

Good evening, gentlemen.

As you can see,
I've been waiting for you.

I don't like to drink alone.

I see there are only two of you.

-What do you want?

-The emeralds.
-We don't know anything.

It's very imprudent to put down your gun.

All kinds of accidents can happen,
if you're not careful.

Sit down please.

I was going to offer you a drink.
But you're not reasonable.

It's been years since I had an
alcoholic drink. First glass.

Now we'll see if alcohol effects my aim.

Not very good, that. Normally
I never miss a bullseye.

Somehow I think that alcohol
and firearms don't go together.

Second glass.

Listen to me, you can search the
place, you won't find anything.

Besides which, you're trespassing.

That was for your first stupid remark.

This is for the second.

Bastard!

The alcohol is beginning to take effect.
I almost killed you.

If I were sensible,
I wouldn't drink anymore.

Where are the emeralds?

Listen Inspector,
it wasn't us who hid them

-The what?
-The emeralds.

A-ha, a confession.

Take a note sergeant,
they've confessed to everything.

Relax, I came all alone.

The last clip.

Better hurry - my aim is
getting considerably less accurate.

Where are the emeralds?

-We don't know.
-Where is the man who can tell me?

The effect on my reflexes has
removed my margin for error

You see? There's been an accident.
I have only one round left.

And I can't miss you at this range.

Where is Azad?

Hello Mr. Azad.
Remember me?

What a town.

You can't take two steps
without meeting someone you know.

Steak and French fries?

It's the best way to attract attention.

The usual. For two.

For Mr. Zacharia, for two!

-Oh really...
-Don't worry, tonight you're my guest.

Confidentially, I never pay here.

Tell me, what are local specialities?

Me, for instance...

I chase petty crooks like you...

...I take all those risks for $300 a month.

Don't you find that outrageous?

You have fringe benefits -
you race around in your car...

...you sit at whatever table you want,
you don't pay in restaurants...

It all adds up.

One good turn deserves another.
Where are the emeralds?

Just for a... What do you call it?

Dolma. It's rice, wrapped in
vine leaves, soaked in oil.

Eat it. It loosens the tongue.

The last 24 hours, we've
been like siamese twins.

Oh, that's what I ate for twenty years,
it's my whole youth - it can't go on.

Rubbing elbows with someone like you,
a man acquires a taste for, luxury.

Now I've decided to work for
myself for a change.

-Since when?
-Since last night, in front of the villa...

...when I took the cars keys,
I guessed everything.

-That's why I didn't try the ignition.
-Very good, for a cop.

We've each got a job to do,
but you want to do both...

...and that leads to complications.

Not at all, it's very simple.

I play both sides.

If things go wrong, I start
acting like a policeman again.

So why don't you tell me,
where are the emeralds?

You are really decadent.

Decadent, yes. But easygoing.

I'm giving you time to digest.
Think it over.

You have until 5 o'clock tomorrow
afternoon to hand over those
emeralds to me personally.

Otherwise, I'll throw you in jail.

We split?

I want the whole collection.
I won't accept conditions.

-What if I accept?
-Freedom, Mr. Azad.

You and your friends leave town
with no worries.

Come on Mr. Azad. I offer you the
possibility to go on living on steak
and French fries and you quibble.

Hmmm, that's good, what is it?

It's called Imam Bayildi.

The legend is that a Sultan
fainted when he tasted it.

So they named the dish after him.

It's better this way.

Not bad.
And what are you eating?

It's called Moussaka.

One layer of sliced fried egg plant,

one layer of ground meat,
seasoned with local herbs...

...like mint, marjoram,
a little bit of cinnamon...

...another layer of egg plant,
a layer of fresh tomatoes...

...one layer of Bechamel sauce,
some grated cheese...

...and the whole thing
baked in the oven.

And what is this delicacy you
don't want to share with me?

This is cod fish roe.

I see they like to mix
things up around here.

That depends... Here,
look this for example is Kashere.

It's a fine cheese browned in butter.

-Would you like to try some?
-No thanks.

You're not hungry anymore?
I hope I didn't spoil your appetite.

You did, I was peacefully eating
a piece of grilled steak...

That's what I objected to -
you wanted to eat all by yourself.

I shall respect your privacy.
See you tomorrow, before 5 o'clock.

Here, it's easier to reflect
over a fine cigar.

And, Mr. Azad, you are staying
in town, are you not?

Your face is very familiar
to our border police.

It's on me.

I told you not to come near me.
What happened?

-He just shot Renzi.
-Shit.

-You want to see a doctor?
-Forget it, it's not bad.

I'll take care of it tomorrow.

-You have Tasco's telephone number?
-Yes, why? -Give it to me.

-Here.
-Let's go!

Hello, I'd like to speak
to Mr. Tasco.

This is Santa Claus. No, it's not a gag.
Tell him it's about the emeralds.

Hello, Mr. Tasco, be at Inspector
Zacharia's office at 5 tomorrow afternoon...

...if you want your emeralds back.

I'm going to see a friend.
Pick me up in half an hour.

-I came unarmed.
-That was your mistake. Sit down.

What do you get in this country
for killing a dirty bastard?

The death penalty for you.
I get a medal, posthumously.

-They always catch a cop killer.
-That's the risk I take.

Your friends death...
It was an accident.

What have you got there?
A bad tooth? Don't move your jaw!

This might go off by itself. I fire,
and you have no more teeth, no more jaw.

But you'll be alive.
Alive with no jaw.

Goodbye vine leaves, goodbye Dolma
soaked in oil. Maybe here.

Or here.

It goes in here,
and comes out in back.

Two nice clean holes,
as big as emeralds.

But what a mess in between. No brain.
Just daylight showing through.

Listen, I came here to talk business...

You're not going to hand over
those emeralds for peanuts...

I accept your proposition.
Fifty/fifty and you leave the country.

I've got it, I'll shoot here...

You'll be one-eyed, and paralyzed.

Your vision will be fifty/fifty.
One, two, three...

So...

Now we're on even terms.

Maybe I won't get the emeralds,
but all's not lost.

-In the name of the law, I place you under arrest.
-My ass.

Look. If we don't come to
a friendly agreement,

Mr. Tasco will get his emeralds back.

-He'll just be slightly richer.
-He won't forget you.

-Ten percent.
-And the other ninety percent in glory.

Ah, the glory.

But with people like you around,
accidents can happen.

And if I'm lucky enough to stay
alive, what happens? "A" I catch you,
and it's all in a day's work.

"B" you get away,
and I look like a fool.

Sorry to say, you're still
in the second category.

I forgot to tell you,
I didn't come alone.

Sorry, but the game will be short,
because there's only one racquet,
and I'm holding it.

Yes, but I've got the bullets.

You know something?
I think it's better this way.

Someone might have gotten hurt.

Disarmed, you know,
he can be charming.

So long.

Ralph.

If I get knocked off,
you get the emeralds.

-You know the mail desk in the Hilton lobby?
-Yes, I know it.

You'll find a map showing where
they are, in an envelope addressed to you.

Remember, only in case of emergency.

I'll remember, but nothing's going to
happen to you. See you Thursday.

-Hello.
-Hello.

Oh, that's for me - I'll take it here.

Hello, Azad speaking.
Hello, Helene, it's me.

How are you? Getting bored without me?

Everything's fine.
We leave the day after tomorrow.

Give me the name of your hotel,
I'll come and get you.

Met any interesting people?

If you think I've got time for socializing...

-I heard something about a blonde.
-Who from?

A blonde with big boobs,
and a big hat and bad taste.

I warn you, she can't read - she's only
pretending to because it looks intellectual.

What is this? Hello, hello?

What the hell are you doing here?

So I leave you alone for just two
days and you turn into a sex maniac?

Perfect. What is she, a pro?

-Well, I thought so in the beginning, but...
-Oh, I see, you're past the beginning. Bravo.

Helene, you're a pain.
I told you to stay out with the peasants.

I won't be a pain much longer...

Out with the peasants...

...I met a boy who's
everything you're not...

He's very handsome, very polite,
very affectionate. You know what I mean?

-If you keep this up,
people are going to stare.
-Why?

-Because I'm going to give
you the clout of your life.
-Because someone dared to take me out?

Don't tell me you're jealous.

Oh dear, I have to choose.
On the one hand affection and security...

On the other, adventure.
Anyway, I told him I wasn't free.

That was right wasn't it,
to tell him I wasn't free?

You came here just to
give me this grief?

-Wasn't I right to tell him I wasn't free?
-No, you were wrong.
-Alright, I've still got time.

Do you have a piece of identification sir?

Follow the bus!

Faster!

"...and here, finally,
is Hadrian's Arch...

...built in the second
century A.D. of marble..."

Mr. Azad! I know you're here!

I'm going to count to ten...

If you don't surrender,
we shoot at anything that moves!

One, two, three...

...four, five, six, seven...

...eight, nine, ten.

Hello? Yes, it's me. No, not yet.

Alright, I'll call you. Bye.

The same for me!

-Been here long?
-I just got here.

This is the life. Good whiskey,
a cozy room, nice pictures,
but too much light.

Can I try?

Sure, one clap for off,
two claps for on.

-Is that the only game you know?
-No, I know another game.

-A very sexy game.
-I like...

Close your eyes.

Now, stop me whenever you like.

Wow...

The rules say that you
cannot argue with the decision of fate.

If I'm in the hands of fate...

Give me a second.

I just know you're one helluva man...

And I just know you're one
helluva bitch!

Which do you prefer?
The cop or the robber?

You haven't given me a
chance to compare them yet.

Stop it!

Is that why you dragged me to your show?

I did it for Zacharia. He looks the
other way where the show is concerned.

-He picked you to keep an eye on me.
-Yes, but he didn't say why.

The first time I saw you, I should have known.

I've been had like a tourist.
All I need is a camera around my neck.

What a mess.

When the customs people see
these faces it'll ruin my reputation.

They'll think I came straight out a nuthouse.

-What about all those cops at the Hilton?
-That was me too.

-Nice going. You're proud of yourself?
-No.

-OK, get dressed, you're coming with me.
-You don't trust me?

-Oh no.
-Oh no? Too bad.

Just when I was getting to like
the robbers better than the cops.

One more reason why you're
coming with me. Let's go!

I must say, it's bigger than I thought.

Oh well, there are only 54 hotels,
75 boarding houses and 120 rooms to rent.

You're not going to have the
slightest trouble finding her.

I don't even know what name she's using.

Oh well, we can always settle down,
wait for the warm weather...

...the beaches will be jammed
with people and we'll find your
little yo-yo working on her tan.

Well to hell with her. If she's
going to be this stubborn she
can look after herself...

Tell me, what is this girl to you, anyway?

Nothing. She counts on me, that's all.

Her parents were killed
when she was little.

In a car accident. Her father
was an electronics expert.

Since then I've taken care of her.
I'm more her dad than her husband.

Especially now with all these
peer pressures.

Helene's a good girl...

...and I don't want to let her down.

But I guess that's something
you wouldn't understand.

With the triple leap of death,
the King of Magic, Professor Marcie...

Get your tickets now, and bring
the whole family to enjoy the show...

...at the Cornelius Circus...

...tonight, only at the Cornelius Circus...

A big show in a little tent.
Wild lions from Africa, the wild monkeys.

...The last boat leaves at noon.
Helene, I'll be waiting for you on the dock.

Spine tingling thrills with the triple
leap of death. Suspense with the King
of Danger, Professor Marcie

At noon on the dock

The last boat leaves at noon,
do you hear me Helene?

Tonight only at the Cornelius Circus...

A big show in a little tent.

Bring the whole family to see the show,
tonight at the Cornelius Circus.

Boy, you better change your schpiel,
you're making a big fool out of yourself.

What do you want me to say to her?

Just tell her you love her, and stop
giving me this crap about a debt of honour.

-You don't know her,
she'd think it was true.
-It is true. -Really!?

Is that him?

-You want to go back to him?
-No, I'm staying.

Get your stuff and let's go.

Helene is not coming,
so leave her alone and beat it.

Got it?

-How do you say "young punk" in this country?
-What?

Let's go! Let's go!

You can go back to your cop.

But tell him not to count on me
to make him a millionaire.

What am I going to do with a cop
who's not even a millionaire?

Are you mad at me?

I know it's my fault.

Listen Azad, let me explain.

I grew up. You never noticed it,
but I grew up.

You went on being very nice to me,
like when I was little...

...but what I wanted was...

But what do you expect?
I couldn't ask you to marry me, could I?

You should have. It would
have kept you out of trouble.

-You know you never looked so handsome?
-And that's what you call growing up?

Come on, let's go.

Zacharia's here. There was no
way to warn you. It's my fault.

-You got nabbed at the Hilton?
-Yeah, like a sucker.

-I wanted to know where the emeralds were.
-Now you know.

I didn't even have time to
pick up your map.

Forget it.

-So, what's he want?
-The emeralds.

One track mind.

Say, that's a compliment.
General mobilisation.

He'll let us get on the boat.
We're free to go.

And what's to guarantee that if we give
him the emeralds, the cops won't grab us?

I'll go ask him.

He says you're right,
none of the cops but him knows us...

So either he sits tight,
and we get on the boat, or he nods
and we sleep in jail tonight.

-And so? -So he thinks it's funny. Listen
Azad, he's a sadist, he'll do anything.

He wants to pin Renzi's death on me.

-I'll give up my share.
-Me too.

Go tell him it's a deal.

It's a deal.

-You can go aboard Miss.
-No thank you, I'll wait for him.

Go aboard, I'll join you.

We share?

No, Mr. Azad. We don't share.

Aren't you coming down?
A touch of vertigo perhaps?

If I shoot...no more brain.
Just holes, Mr. Azad. Nothing but holes.

And mine is real. And it's loaded.

-Fifty/fifty?
-Oh no. The whole lot.

-Fifty/fifty?
-No!

Inspector Zacharia!

-Azad!
-Yeah!

-Are you ok?
-Ok, ok.

-So what?
-What, what?

The emeralds?

Well, I've tried the Poule au Pot.
(Chicken caserole)

The chicken with rice
The aspic of chicken (jelly).

The chicken with herbs.