All language subtitles for Mission Impossible 1988 - 1x09 - The Haunting.DVDRip.en

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(grunting)

(panting)

(Clattering, excited shouts)

(panting)

(grunts)

(excited shouts)

(exhales)

(theme music playing)

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(hiss, click)

(beeping)

(whirring)

MALE VOICE:
Good morning, Jim.

The abandoned amusement park
you're standing in

is the last place Princess Jehan
of an oil-rich emirate state

was last seen alive.

The princess was in Hawaii
as a university student

When she disappeared.

Though her body was never found,

all signs point
to a violent death.

Her father, ruler of his country

and one of the wealthiest men
in the world,

was shattered
by the loss of his daughter.

He bought this amusement park
and had it shut down

in a vain search for clues.

With the police's failure
to solve the mystery,

he has become angered
by the lack of justice,

so much so that it is feared
that he will soon

pull his country out of
a fragile oil-trade alliance,

which could throw the economies
of a number of Western countries

into chaos.

The maddening part is
that the police are sure

that this man is the killer.

In fact, they believe
that he is connected

to at least half a dozen murders
throughout the world.

His name is Champ Foster.

He comes from a wealthy family,

and when he's not yachting
around the world,

lives on the family estate
just outside Honolulu

with his domineering mother.

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

is to find out what happened
to the Princess Jehan,

and if Champ Foster
did kill her,

see to it that he
is brought to justice

before the crucial
trade talks begin

in three days time.

As always, if you or any members
of your IM Force

are caught or killed,

the Secretary will disavow
any knowledge of your actions.

This disk will self-destruct
in five seconds.

Good luck, Jim.

(Rapid beeping)

(hissing)

- Looks great.
- Yeah.

Presto.

Ooh, nice perfume.

About $500 an ounce?

More like a thousand?

It was my sister's favorite.

The Princess Jehan.

(Beep)

For Your Royal Highness's
information,

we have confirmation
from the yacht club.

Two nights from now, you've
rented their banquet room.

Now...

the man we're going against

has a brilliant mind.

He also has
a long history of violence.

It started when
he was only 16 years old

and he and his best friend
killed a schoolmate.

The press called it
a "thrill killing,"

and it was only his family's
money and influence

that kept him
from going to prison.

Instead, he spent two years

in an expensive
private psychiatric hospital,

and it was there

he confided to a friend

that he had learned
society's number one rule:

Don't get caught.

Yes, well, he's very good
at that rule.

He's frustrated police
in several states

who do believe he is connected

to the murders or disappearances
of beautiful women.

Being from one of the island's
most prominent families,

it was inevitable that
he and the princess would meet.

They did--
they dated several times.

This photograph was taken
at the yacht club

the night she disappeared.

NICHOLAS: Now, the princess told
her friends that she was going

to meet Foster at
the amusement park later.

Foster claimed that
he got caught up in paperwork

at the club and didn't get
to see her again that night.

Of course, the police
couldn't prove otherwise.

How do we go after him?

If he has a weakness, Casey,

it'll center on two people.

First, his mother--
she's controlled her son's life

with an iron hand
since he was a boy.

She's also a spiritualist.

Over the years,
she's spent literally

hundreds of thousands of dollars

trying to contact someone on
the other side through séances.

It's going to be up to us

to see that one
of her séances finally succeeds.

Who's the other person?

Champ Foster himself,

and the pride he takes
in his own cleverness.

He enjoys having a unique
and bizarre outlook on life.

We thought it time
he meet someone

with a more bizarre perception
of the world around him,

someone who might
make Mr. Foster

redefine his meaning
of the word "wacko."

(sizzling)

See? I told you
this wasn't difficult.

I'd have been so ashamed of you

if you'd been late
for the prince.

He's due in
a few minutes, you know.

I make it a habit
never to be late for royalty.

- What do you have?
- Well, there's all these.

You still have to pick
a time for the board meeting.

And Otto has
the trophies for the regatta--

what would you like us
to do with them?

Well, have them
put them in my office.

Here, kid.

Thanks, brah.

One final thing.

These photographs.

- I took them at last Friday's
dinner dance. -Good.

Well, I think there should be
some of them up for tonight.

Just be sure
to include the councilman

-and former Commodore Anderson.
- Okay.

I'll call you when
the prince arrives.

(Phone rings)

Champ Foster.

Hello, Champ.
How's my old buddy?

Who is this?

(Chuckles):
Who is this?

Oh, this is Elvis, man,
Elvis Presley.

You remember me, don't you?

Look, if this is
some sort of a joke...

No joke, man.

I'm just a lonely guy
looking to make a rich friend.

Hey... look out your window.

You'll see me on your boat.

You see, I know who you are,

and I know what you've been
doing to all those pretty girls.

I don't know what sort
of crank you are, but...

Crank?

Oh, man...

listen, you might say
Dr. Cruz sent me.

You remember Dr. Cruz,
don't you?

He was the head shrink
at that private hospital

you spent some
of your teenage years in.

You remember?

For killing that
little friend of yours?

What's the matter, Champ?

Cat's got your tongue?

(Chuckles)

WOMAN (over intercom):
Mr. Foster? Mr. Foster?

He's arriving.
The prince is here.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

I don't know who you are
or what you want, but...

Hello? Hello?

We have over 1,500 members now.

That's an increase
of more than 30%

since Commodore Foster
took over.

Quite remarkable, isn't it?

And, of course, do you know
there were people who said

that he was too young
to be a commodore?

Ah, there he is.

Mr. Foster-- Champ,
as Jehan liked to call you.

I'm Abdullah ben Fatah.

It's an honor to meet you.

Your sister was
a very special person to me.

Yes. She wrote
of such warm feelings

she had for both you
and your lovely mother.

I do hope both of you
will be coming

to the party
I'm having on Sunday.

It'll be a pleasure to.

Now I'd like to see
the room we'll be using.

This way.

And you'll remain here.

I was in hospital
when Jehan disappeared.

A racing accident.

Actually, if she
hadn't warned me,

- I'd probably be dead now.
- Jehan warned you?

Oh, yes, in one of her letters.

This room will
have to be painted.

This color.

And you, lovely lady,
may keep it

When the party is done.

Oh, Your Highness!

I'm afraid that getting
painters out on a Satur...

Cost does not matter.

It is the color that matters,
for it is Jehan's favorite

and the party is
for her birthday.

Didn't I tell you that?
Ah, well.

I want to see the kitchen now.

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(typing)

Grant's into
the yacht club computer.

Ah, how do you like it?

It's definitely you.

(Chuckles)

Yes, yes, this oven will be
big enough to prepare koozi.

I want everything perfect
for the party

for my sister's return.

Your sister's return?
But the police said...

The police have listed her
as missing,

presumed to be dead,
but they are wrong.

The last letter I received
from my sister, she told me

something dark and terrible
was going to happen to her.

She said she had to be away
for three months

but that she would have
to return on her birthday.

May I?

Oh, yes, Your Highness,
please help yourself

to any little thing
your heart desires.

You-You've twice mentioned
letters from Jehan--

one that warned you
and saved your life

and the other suggesting

something was going
to happen to her?

This is true,
but Jehan always had the gift.

Mmm, this is excellent,
and prepared for what occasion?

Well, every week we have a...

A regular Friday night
dinner dance.

Dinner dance.

Be a great pleasure to
have you join my table tonight.

Well, that sounds
very entertaining.

Will your lovely mother
be present?

Of course.

Then how can I refuse?

(Typing)

(knocking)

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(door closes)

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Do you think it's really true
about Princess Jehan?

Oh!

That she's alive
and will be here on Sunday?

He's headed for the office.

I saw this troupe in Kaanapali
a couple of weeks ago.

They were marvelous.

I'm so thrilled to have them
here when the prince is coming.

Back a bit, back a bit...
perfect.

(Engine starts)

Well, I could probably
book you in Hilo

for three days next week.

Yeah, well, that's interesting,

but I just got in
from the mainland.

I thought there might be
something for the weekend.

Yeah, just to tide you over,

yeah, I know,
but I'm sorry, pal,

it's Friday night
and every gig is taken.

-(Phone rings)
- Excuse me.

Paco and Walsh.

Someone took my truck.

(Continues indistinctly)

Yeah, yeah?

Yeah, hang on.

Uh, how'd you like to work
a yacht club dinner?

100 bucks flat.

Of course there's
a 20 in it for me

and they'll toss in a dinner
at a discount, if you like.

Good afternoon, sir.

Uh, your mother is in the
sanctuary with Mr. Eisenhower.

Eisenhower?!

Who the hell is Eisenhower?

Uh, he said he was
a friend of yours

and that his mother named him
after her favorite president.

Oh, yeah.

I was in this very chair

and he-- my late husband--

was standing
just near where you are.

He looked just as he did
when he was alive,

w-w-when Champ was a boy.

(Sighs)

I reached out and spoke to him.

He tried to answer
and then he was gone,

but the feeling, the fragrance,
the essence lingered.

(Chuckles)

Hi, Champ.

Hello, friend.

I was just telling
Mr. Eisenhower here about Tibet.

He tells me that when you were
in California,

you loaned him all my books.

I never knew that.

Well, there are probably
a lot of things I do

that would surprise you, Mother.

Well, it, it was in Tibet
that we came closest

to communicating
with Champ's late father.

Wasn't it, dear?

Yes, Mother.

He touched him.

Champ actually felt
his father touch his cheek.

Tibet is such a spiritual place.

I've always heard that.

- Listen, I hate
to interrupt this... -You are.

But my friend and I have
a lot to discuss,

and you do have to get ready
for the club tonight.

You could finish telling me
about Tibet tonight.

That won't be possible.

Of course it is.

I've invited Dwight to have
dinner with us tonight,

and he's accepted.

MAX:
Thank you for the tea.

I'll see you this evening.

- Good-bye.
- Good-bye.

I'd say it was time we got
to know each other... pal.

Great, great, and again.

-(Camera shutter clicking)
- Keep turning.

Keep turning, keep turning.

Good, good.

Okay.

Good, keep turning.

that's it.

You see, I know,

ever since I was a little kid,
I had a very special mind.

I found out
that if I exercised my mind

correctly,

I could control anything.

Even pain.

What do you want from me?

I told you this morning.

I'm gonna be your friend.

Well, most of my friends have
names, so what do I call you--

President Eisenhower
or just plain Elvis?

You making fun of me?

(Max chuckles)

I scared you, didn't I?

You see, I've been scaring
people all my life.

Like you, huh?

You've been scaring people, too.

You scared Dr. Cruz.

What do you know about Dr. Cruz?

He used to treat you
when you were a kid

in that private hospital.

He's in a big hospital now.

He remembers you.

How do you know that?

Because I was there
when the cops came.

There was one from San Diego
and one from Los Angeles.

I was in the next office
listening.

They didn't know I was there.

They was talking about you, man.

Where?

Where?
(chuckles)

Where?

You see, they put me
in this place.

They said I wasn't competent
to stand trial.

You see, I'd sliced up some--
I knew what I was doing--

I mean, they deserved...

I enjoyed it.

Hey, man, I really enjoyed
slicing 'em up.

But when they catch you,
you got to pretend you're crazy.

(Chuckles)

That's where the mind exercises
pay off.

You've got to remember that.

What'd the police want
to talk to Dr. Cruz about?

Some dead girls
they thought you had killed.

You see, Cruz was the only
shrink who ever treated you,

and they wanted to know
if he thought you were capable

of being a serial killer.

What'd he say?

Hey, man, that's why

we're gonna be friends.

You see,
you've got a lot of money

and you're going
to share that with me,

and I've got a lot of
secret things you want to know,

and that's where we become
real good pals.

(Ice cubes clatter)

I'm gonna share them with you.

(Chuckles)

Go get 'em, Prince.

(Band playing
jaunty swing melody)

(laughter and chatter)

You know, Shakespeare wasn't
the first to write about Hamlet.

50 years before,

Hamlet and his ghost
was written about by a Dane.

A Danish historian.

So you see,
it was a true story.

It-It-It was.

It's true!

(Crickets chirping)

(alarm trilling)

(low beeps,
trilling continues)

(keypad beeping)

(beep)

(alarm stops)

(big band music playing)

(song ends, applause)

EMCEE: Thank you.
We hope you're enjoying

the big band sound
from the '40s.

And after we take a short break,
we'll continue...

I can understand why my sister
enjoyed being here so much.

Oh, she was a lovely girl.

But I'm fascinated

with the letters
you say she wrote where

she could foretell the future.

She is what our people call
a fortune child.

WOMAN:
Ladies and gentlemen,

while our band take
a very well-deserved break,

it's time for our special
entertainment for the evening.

Now, I know many of you
were looking forward

to the Spanish dancers, but

well, unfortunately,
this afternoon,

their van was stolen, and
all their costumes were in it.

(Audience sighing)

(blipping)

(hissing)

(blipping)

(applause)

Thank you.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

I'm delighted
to be with you this evening.

And as our lovely hostess
has said,

I have been fortunate enough
in my career

to reunite a number of lost
children with their parents,

as well as, on occasion,

to help the police
in criminal matters,

including several
notorious murders.

(Applause)

MAX:
Jehan.

Might be interesting, huh?

PHELPS:
But tonight...

tonight I'm here
to try to entertain you,

and so, with a little help
from you,

I think
we can all have some fun.

Now, everyone in the room
is concentrating

on his or her hometown.

I'm getting something now.

Yes, I'm getting something.

It's definite,
absolutely positive

there is someone
in this room from Honolulu.

(laughter)

Wait. Albany.

Albany... New York.

I get initials-- W... W...

It's a gentlemen.
W-- William A.

Is there a William A. here
from Albany, New York?

There certainly is.

(Gasps and applause)

Commodore Anderson.

Commodore Anderson.
Thank you very much, sir.

(Blipping)

(high-pitched beep)

You're thinking of someone
who is very important to you

whose name begins with a P.

No, not a P. Um, T.

T, R... T, R...

Tr... Tracy.

My daughter is named Tracy!

(Gasping, applause)

Madam, thank you very much.

Opposing magnetism.

They use this in Germany

to float a moving train
above the monorail.

Um... if I've done this right...

(Sighs)

(blip)

(beep)

We're going to make
something else float.

Once we finish this,
we're out of here.

(Applause)

Thank you.
Thank you very much, sir.

Now I wonder perhaps
there's something

I can tell
our illustrious commodore.

How about who's gonna win
next week's regatta?

(Audience murmuring,
Phelps laughs)

Oh, something
just easy like that.

Well, now, let me see.

Um, how many boats
might a race like that involve?

A few dozen.

A few dozen?

Ah, daunting task, but...

something is coming.

Yes. I feel it, I feel it.

Wait a minute.

The winner
of the race will be...

the fastest boat.

(laughter, scattered applause)

Well, you think I jest,
but actually,

I did see just now
the name of a boat,

but as I've told you, I'm never
absolutely 100% correct.

And I would hate to taint
next week's competition.

Then try something
without controversy.

Sir, tell me, whom am I having
a party for here in two days?

PHELPS: Ah, party. Life at
the yacht club is one continual,

fabulous party.
May I have a personal item, sir?

Ah. Now, then,

Let's see who's coming
to the party.

Uh, there is...
someone here.

(Phelps sighs)

A young woman.

A girl. She wants
to talk to you.

She wants to tell you
why she's dead!

Oh, my God, she's here
among us, I feel it.

Someone's trying to hurt her.

Someone is trying to kill her!
Lula! Lula, help me!

Lula, help me!

(People murmuring)

I'm sorry.
Please accept my apology.

I don't know who he is,
and he could have learned

about your sister
by reading it in the papers.

No, he said something
you could never have known.

When Jehan was
just a little girl,

she could never pronounce
my full name.

She used to call me Lula.

Even when she grew up,

her pet name for me was Lula.

He said...

"Lula, help me."

♪ Ta-da! ♪

How'd it go?

Couldn't have gone better.

Mrs. Foster wanted us
all there tonight

at the house for a séance,

but Jim and I said
we're far too shaken,

that tomorrow night
would be okay.

Course we didn't tell her

we still have plenty
to do tonight.

Everything set
at the Foster house?

Everything, including
a time-release anesthetic

in the air conditioning unit.

It's set to go off at 1:00 a.m.

Won't hurt 'em,
but you wouldn't be able

to wake up anybody in
that household until daylight.

Hmm.

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(whirring)

(beeping)

(clicking)

(whirring)

(trilling)

(Beeping)

(trilling)

(typing)

(trilling)

(whirring)

(trilling)

(beeping)

(wind whistling)

(groans)

(wind whistling)

Huh...?

(Grunts quietly)

WOMAN:
Champ!

Champ!

Champ!

You can't be there!

Champ!

(Grunts with effort)

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(panting)

Mr. Foster, we look
everywhere for you.

We call for the doctor.

Your mother, she fainted.

Fainted?
What happened?

Well, first, a lady
from the yacht club came.

She show your mother something,
and then she became dizzy.

Pay the cab.

Mother? Mother?

In here, Champ.

Where have you been?

What's happened to you?

Oh, Champ, it's been such
a strange morning.

Such a wonderful morning.

What happened?

Rita came from the yacht club.

She brought the photographs
she took last night.

Why-Why would she do that?

Because there's something
very special about them.

Princess Jehan is in them.

(Phone rings in distance)

She was there last night.
She was!

Telephone, Mr. Foster.
It's Mr. Eisenhower.

Tell him I can't come
to the phone right now.

He say very urgent.

Must talk to you
or he come over.

What?

How you doin', pal?

You said it was urgent.

It is.

Remember those cops
I was telling you about?

The ones talking to Dr. Cruz?

What about them?

I caught one last night,
here on the island.

He was asking questions
about you,

(over phone):
so I asked him some questions.

Only, I guess, I asked too hard.

He can't answer them any more.

He's kind of dead.

(Car door shuts)

Plenty to eat, man,
if you're hungry.

The prince's chauffeur.

Yeah. He told me that.

Said the cops had got him into
the limo service,

so he could keep an eye on you.

What else did he tell you?

Oh, a lot of things, man.

First, he wouldn't say anything.

Real stone wall.

After I broke
a couple of his ribs,

I got his attention.

(Chuckles)

Had to grab him by the hair.

Man, I told him,
"My name's Hitler, man.

Maybe you heard of me? Adolf?"

Real bad guy, Hitler.

And your face is Poland, and I'm
gonna march all over it.

I don't suppose you've
got a drink?

Hey, man, I gotta tell you--
from one friend to another--

that stuffs poison.

You know your body
is a temple.

What else did he tell you?

Just that the cop
from San Diego is here, too,

going over all
the Honolulu PD stuff

on the princess's disappearance.

Hey, man...

...nice night for a séance, huh?

(Thunder rumbling)

(thunder rumbles)

Do you read me, Grant?

Loud and clear, Jim.
We're here.

(Thunder crashes)

(wind whistling)

Mr. Zane Preston.

You're late, Mr. Preston.

I suggest we start.

Pretty spooky stuff, huh?

Mother, I still think
we should call this off.

How can you say that?

Princess Jehan was so close
to us last night.

How can you
even consider missing

an opportunity like this?

Will you put that drink away
and sit down?

Mr. Preston.

In the, uh, discussion
you missed earlier,

it was decided that the best way

to summon Princess Jehan
here tonight

would be by reading the last
letter sent to her brother.

Yeah, well, before we start--

I don't want
to be a wet blanket,

but I'm a man
who has to make his living.

You want to get paid for this?

Well, I had to cancel a date!

(Over radio):
VFW-- $120!

I will pay your fee
a hundredfold.

You're very kind, sir.

You are a mercenary man,
Mr. Preston,

but you will have your money.

Now...

we will begin by all joining
hands on the table

(over radio):
while Prince Abdullah reads

the last letter from his sister.

"My dearest Lula,

"For the last several days,
I have had dark dreams.

(Over radio):
I sense something..."

Now for a mini-demonstration
in thermodynamics.

Freezing air, propelled at
jet speed, into a warm room.

ABDULLAH:
see you crying..."

(whirring)

ABDULLAH:
"I see father

and all my brothers
and sisters crying..."

"I was... very afraid,

"but I know there is nothing
you can do to prevent this.

"I will be away from you
for a long time,

and yet, I see myself
returning."

She's here.

She has returned.

Can't you feel it?

The air is so cold,
and the breeze...

(wind whistling)

(gasps)
Jehan...

if you are here, can you give us
another sign?

(Gasps)

(whimpers)

"Returning to you the midnight

"of my birthday anniversary.

"The sky will rumble
and I will reveal myself.

"But before then,
someone will have to die.

"An authority
from across the sea,

Someone who has come
to help me will have to die."

I'm getting out of here.

No, you must stay!
We must all stay!

I can smell her perfume!

Go on! Keep reading!

"A crown, a golden crown with
wings will tell you why.

"I see a golden crown in my hand
that will tell you

who has done this."

(gasping)

Jehan, we don't understand.

What is the golden crown?

(Gasps)

Oh!

Champ, come back!

Wait! Come back!

(Thunder crashing)

(engine revs, tires squeal)

(thunder crashing)

(panting, grunting with effort)

OFFICER:
Honolulu Police!

(Gasps)

Get on your feet!

I'll take it from here,
Mr. Foster!

Hands up!

Mother!

(Theme song playing)