All language subtitles for Hart to Hart s03e06 Harts Under Glass.eng

[Theme song playing]

[Narrator] This is my
boss, Jonathan hart,

a self-made millionaire.

He's quite a guy.

This is Mrs. H. She's gorgeous.

She's one lady
who knows how to take care of herself.

By the way, my name is Max.

I take care of both of them,

which ain't easy,

'cause when
they met, it was murder.

[Theme music continues playing]

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

We're ready, sir.

Of the ten women you selected...

The computer
has chosen, this one.

[Slide projector clicks]

Mm. The computer has good taste.

Who is she?

[Man] Jennifer hart.

[Man 2] Hmm. Beautiful.

Tell me about her.

She was born
on a small horse farm

in Maryland in 1949

to Suzanne and Steven...

Please, Mr. Caine.

Spare
me the gruesome childhood details.

Sorry, sir.

Her undergraduate education
was at vassar and Smith.

[Projector clicks]

[Caine] Majored in languages.

Just get on
with the woman, would you please?

She's an expert skier,

sailor and...

[projector clicks]

Oh, yes. She
has taken several cracks

at some of the
major peaks in Europe and the himalayas.

It's extraordinary.

[Man 2] Yes.
She should be perfect.

[Caine] There
is one minor problem.

What's that?

A husband.

[Projector clicks]

Jonathan hart.

Jonathan hart. Hart.

Why do I know that name?

Hart industries.

His company has had
occasion to handle

various projects for us.

Yes, I recall.

It won't be difficult

to arrange for
the woman's widowhood.

Not for you, I'm sure.

Then I should... arrange it?

Yes.

But one thing.

Sir?

[Ominous music playing]

I want to be there...

To be the first to comfort
the grieving widow.

[Chuckles]

[Romantic music playing]

The perfect ending
to a perfect dinner.

To...

A wonderful couple
on their anniversary.

[Chuckles]

You know,
you guys have been together five years

but me and Mr. H, well,

I got so many candles
on my birthday cake,

I want to forget about it.

[Chuckles]

Here's to the
next 50 years, darling.

I'll drink to that.

Cheers.

I love you both.

Mm.

Darling...

You've been
wanting to tell me something all night.

It's about that...

Long weekend in New York.

I shouldn't pack?

Well, you know about
the Lawson deal?

Uh-huh.

Well... that's gonna have to be resolved
this weekend.

Oh, darling. On our anniversary?

But there is, uh,
one compensation.

Really?

Yes. A select group of people

have been
invited to the museum this Saturday.

You see, dodsworth Nash is going

to donate part of his
private art collection.

You're joking.

No. And the word is

that the man himself
is going to be there.

I can't believe it.

Dodsworth Nash
is gonna expose himself to the public

over a mere museum donation?

[Chuckles] How's he
gonna arrive?

In an airtight bag?

I knew you'd understand.

And, uh...

For that

I got you a little, uh...

Token from New York.

[Chuckles]

- A token from New York?
- Uh-huh!

[Chuckles]

- A token from New York.
- [Paper rustling]

Ah! A token from New York. Ha!

Uh, there is a, uh,
small string attached.

Ah, yes. I can see that.

See, I thought that

and the token
from New York, could buy me some time.

Time? [Chuckling]

It will buy you
a lot more than time.

- Oh.
- I love you.

Mm.

Do you like it?

[Chuckles] Look at
the size of that stone.

I wanted to get the five carat,

you know, one for each year

but, they only had
the ten carat in stock.

Oh. Too bad.

Well, I thought
you could grow into it.

- Hmm?
- [Chuckles]

[Dramatic music playing]

[Inaudible chattering]

[Jonathan] Well,
you really did a wonderful job, Vera.

- And in such a short time.
- Mm-hmm.

You found a perfect spot for it.

Well, when Mohammed called,

we got the mountain
ready in a hurry.

Something he probably
found in his closet.

Or the garage. I'm not sure.

You think I'm
gonna know what it is when I see it?

Probably not.
It's an early callandre.

It's going to be
perched right on that balancing girder.

Mr. Nash wanted to
be here when we set it.

You think he's gonna show?

Well, they said
two o'clock sharp. They should be...

Oh, I don't believe it.

[Eerie music playing]

Here he is now.

It's a pleasure
to see you, Mr. Nash.

Uh, thank you.
Thank you very much.

I'm very happy I could make it.

[Helicopter whirring]

Jonathan hart.

[Jonathan] Mr. Nash,
how are you, sir?

I do reasonably
well, thank you, sir.

I don't believe, you've
met my wife, Jennifer.

- Mrs. Hart.
- How do you do?

How do you do?

I think it's about time we met.

I know that you
have executed a number of projects

for my company.

Yes, sir. I have.

Only you seem
to have been away most of the time.

The unfortunate
burden of industry.

But obviously you're
no stranger to that, um...

Millstone.

Well, I try never to
let business...

Interfere with
our pursuit for life.

Yes.

I'd like to introduce Mr. Nash to some
of our patrons.

Unfortunately,
Mr. Nash is on a very tight schedule.

So could
we please get on with the ceremony?

Mr. Nash would like
it as brief as possible,

and he
will not be available for any remarks.

Of
course. I'll, get started immediately.

[Ominous music playing]

- [Engine revving]
- [Jennifer] Mr. Nash.

I must say that it is wonderful

what you're doing
for the museum.

[Chuckles] Oh, no, no.

To be perfectly frank with you,

that piece has
just been, sitting in storage, corroding.

Really?

Mm.

Would you mind moving over there

to get out of the sun?

- No.
- Not at all.

You must come to
my home sometime

if you really like to
see exceptional beauty.

At the risk of
sounding, boastful,

I do have the world's
foremost collection.

Do you?

And what do you specialize in?

Everything.

[Eerie music playing]

- Isn't this an exciting day?
- Oh, boy.

[Chuckles] Thank you for coming.

I'm so happy.

Ladies and gentlemen...

Mr. Dodsworth Nash,

our honored guest and donor,

has honored us not
only with his wonderful gift,

but also with his presence.

[Crowd murmuring]

[Vera] Without further ado,

we now unveil
one of the earliest

and most-prized callandres.

Gentlemen.

[Crowd applauds]

Thank you.

Thank you on
behalf of the artist

and our generous donor,

Mr. Dodsworth Nash.

[Crowd applauds]

We will now place
this magnificent sculpture.

[Tense music playing]

The, uh, roses are...

Exquisite, don't you think?

[Jennifer]
Oh, they're beautiful.

Look out!

[Crowd screams]

Darling.

[Groans]

Oh.

[Mellow music playing]

I think I'm losing my
taste for modern art.

How is it, darling?

Nothing a couple of
aspirin couldn't cure.

Well, at least
we get a chance at those next 50 years.

Yeah. Thanks
to Nash for pushing you out of the way.

We certainly
owe him one for that.

We certainly do.

- You know what I think?
- What?

I think we
should confine, our intellectual pursuits

to, uh, poetry reading.

- Hmm?
- [Chuckles]

I'll go along with that.

Why don't you get
some sleep, and um...

I think I could use it.

Mm.

[Footstep approaching]

The patient is
resting comfortably.

What's his condition?

He has a
goose egg and a slightly wrenched arm.

Please accept, my
profound apologies

for causing you both such...

Terrible anguish.

Oh, that's very
kind, Mr. Nash, but it wasn't your fault.

[Chuckles]

You're most understanding.

On the contrary.

It's we who owe you
a debt of gratitude.

No. [Chuckles]

It was nothing.

Well... I don't know
how we're ever gonna pay you back.

Ooh, I'm sure we'll
figure something out.

[Ominous music playing]

[Eerie music playing]

I can assure you,
sir, I won't fail again.

I can assure
you, you won't either.

I still
can't quite understand what happened.

Then let me explain.

You didn't get me Jennifer hart.

I think part of
the problem with the crane operator

was his concern
about hitting you, sir.

The crane operator
is a loose end

which I will leave to you.

Thank you, sir.

She's absolutely perfect.

I must have her.

Perhaps another unfortunate accident
for Mr. Hart?

Something more
definitive this time.

Mm. No. That's too...

[Inhales sharply]
That's too coincidental.

Maybe there's
no need to eliminate hart.

After all, when we
added the snow leopard

to our collection, we
didn't kill her mate.

We didn't even ask permission.

We simply spread
the net and took her.

No, in this case, I think
we'll just light the candle...

[Dishes clatter]

and see if we can lure
the moth to the flame.

[Ominous music playing]

They're absolutely beautiful.

Well, I can't
believe the reclusive dodsworth Nash

resorting to such overt
acts of consideration.

[Telephone rings]

Maybe he's just misunderstood.

I'll get it, Max.

Hello.

Jennifer?

Dodsworth Nash.

Why, Mr. Nash.

Your flowers
just arrived. They're absolutely beautiful.

Not at all.

How is Jonathan?

Coming along nicely, thank you.

Well, that's good to hear.

Um, Jennifer,

I'm giving
a small dinner party tomorrow evening.

I'd be very happy if
you'd join me.

Dinner?

Well, that's very nice

but I don't know about Jonathan.

He's not been
cutting his meat too well these days.

[Chuckles] Oh, I see.
Well, maybe you could cut it for him,

or you could come
as the official representative

of the hart domain.

Well, uh... May
I call you tomorrow?

Yes, of course. But
please don't disappoint me.

I'll look forward
to seeing both of you.

Or you alone.

Seven-thirty sharp. Goodbye.

Bye-bye.

[Telephone clatters]

Flowers. Now dinner.

Maybe he's... just shy.

Darling, he
didn't amass a billion dollars being shy.

Would you like a second opinion?

No, but I think we're
gonna get it anyway.

I don't like the guy in no way.

He's weird.

He's eccentric, Max.

Weird. With his
gloves and that no-touching business.

Any guy who's that
hung up on germs is a wacko.

How do you really
feel about him?

Max... how about dinner?

What do you think
about the invitation?

What do I think about it?

Darling, it would be
like going to the hospital.

And
I want to tell you... I wouldn't miss it

for all the disinfectant
in the broom closet.

[Dramatic music playing]

It's a lovely dinner.

How was your bouillon?

Adequate.

Thank you.

It's a pity the uh, other guests

couldn't have joined us.

Mm. Yes, yes.

Quite.

You have a beautiful
house, Mr. Nash.

Thank you. Course,
it's getting a little small

to house my... collection.

Yes, we've,
um... heard a lot about your collection.

Mostly rumors, I'm sure.

Nobody has ever seen it.

- Really?
- Really.

It exists only for my pleasure,

but, of course,
if you want to see it,

I'll be more than happy to show it to
you.

Well, we're very flattered.
Aren't we, darling?

Yes, very flattered.

I, uh...

Very glad that
you felt up to coming.

Oh, thank you.

I wouldn't have missed it, uh...

- For all the disin...
- Jonathan.

Was, uh... anxious
to get out of the sickbed.

Mm.

To your very good health.

[Lush music playing]

[Jennifer] Oh my, Jonathan.

Look at the size of
this diamond.

The star of Washington.

210 carats.

210?

Jonathan, do you fly?

- Yes, I do.
- Ah. Then these sketches

will probably be very
interesting to you.

Leonardo's concepts
for a flying machine.

- [Jonathan] Oh, these are Da Vinci's?
- [Nash] Of course.

Oh, that's amazing.

Oh, I thought
anything of his would be in a museum.

Oh. Yes, but
even some museums are willing to sell

if the price is right.

Actually, these
pieces get more care

and better care
here than in many typical museums.

You might notice
that everything is hermetically sealed

under glass.

In fact, the very
air we're breathing

has been
filtered to help keep out the impurities.

I happened to notice
that one of the cases

that is hermetically sealed is, broken.
Did you see it?

Oh. Dear, dear, dear.

You're right.

Yes, thank you for
pointing it out.

[Leopard roars]

Is that what I think it is?

My most beautiful specimen.

Our snow leopard.

[Leopard roars]

She gets a bit noisy
around dinnertime.

Do you also collect
animals, Mr. Nash?

Oh, yes.

Not as many as Noah...

But an adequate representation.

[Leopard roars]

I don't mean to... appear rude,

but
do you keep them in cages as well?

Glass cages?

Oh, yes. Of course.

I care for them. I protect them.

You see, here they're
safe from predators.

[Leopard snarls]

There are all kinds
of predators, Mr. Nash.

[Leopard snarls]

Forgive me if
I've offended you...

But I feel
that all of their needs are attended to.

I'm sure they are.

Except, of course,
their need to be free.

[Leopard snarls]

[Romantic music playing]

[People chanting]

[Jennifer] Is that all right?

- [Jonathan] Yeah, it's better, thanks.
- Good.

Actually, if
I keep living like this,

I may never want
to go back to work.

Be patient. Just
a few more days. You'll be good as new.

[Ominous music playing]

What is it?

Oh, I forgot the mustard.

Oh, we can live without that.

You can, maybe, but I can't.

Look, there's a hot dog stand.

I'm gonna
run over there and see if he has any.

Go ahead, start without me.

[Ominous music continues]

Mrs. Hart.

Hello.

Aren't you, uh...

Mr. Caine. Mr. Nash's aide.

That's right. Is Mr. Nash here?

No!

But he's very
desirous of having a word with you,

so I would appreciate,
your coming with me.

Oh, well, that's
inconvenient right now.

We're having
a picnic. You're welcome to join us.

I'm afraid you don't understand.

Mr. Nash is waiting for you.

And you don't seem
to understand, Mr. Caine.

You are standing between
me and my mustard.

I'm afraid
I must insist, Mrs. Hart.

You see that man over there?

He's armed

and exceedingly unfriendly.

Now, if you'll be cooperative,

there will be no
need to add to your husband's injury.

[Car door opens]

[Tense music playing]

[Car door closes with a thud]

Jennifer!

- Hey. Aren't you Jonathan hart?
- [Grunts]

[Tires squealing]

[Groans]

[Ominous music playing]

[Sighs]

[Ominous music continues]

[Glass thuds]

[Motor whirring]

[Jennifer gasps]

[Eerie music playing]

I think you'll find everything
to your satisfaction.

Look in that closet, Mrs. Hart.

All your favorite
colors, I believe.

You haven't touched your salad.

That was from le petit enfant,

with all that wonderful
piquant, lemon dressing

that you so enjoy.

If the fare doesn't please you,

by all means, order
whatever you wish.

[Exhales]

How, uh... how
long do you intend to keep me here?

As long as you remain
an object of perfection.

You're completely mad.

I understand your anger.

It may take a
little getting used to,

but I have created
a perfect world.

No violence. No crime. No filth.

And anything...

Anything that you desire...

Is yours.

[Inhales]

I desire to leave.

And in time, I do look forward

to communicating with you.

You'll find me a very
interesting person.

[Scoffs]

You don't seriously think

I'd have anything to
do with you?

Please, I have no intention

of forcing an intimacy on you.

[Inhales]

You are simply a beautiful...

Precious object.

Like the rest
of your collection?

One of a kind.

[Melancholic music playing]

[Door closes]

Max, did you speak
to landers at the bank?

The ransom
money is all ready to go at any time.

I can't figure out why
they haven't called.

- Here. Take this.
- What's that?

The prescriptions
from the doctor.

Oh, Max,
I don't feel like any pills

and stuff like that now.

Come on, Mr. H. Give me a break.

You're out of bed.
At least take the pills.

The doctor will take
away my nursing license.

[Telephone rings]

That must be it.

Hello?

[Woman] Mr. Hart, please.

Yes, this is Mr. Hart.

I have something that, uh,

I think you'd be very
interested in hearing.

Is it about Jennifer?

Yeah, you and her.

And you know that
park that's by your house?

Yes, I do.

Well, do you think
maybe in, like, 20 minutes?

- And Mr. Hart...
- [Car horn honks]

um, I think that you'll
like my story a lot.

So could you bring
a little appreciation?

How much?

Five thousand dollars?

Five thousand dollars.

You got it. I'll
be there in 20 minutes.

Five thousand
dollars. I don't get that.

Yeah, why so little?

Anyway, I'll be riding shotgun.

No, I'll do this one alone, Max.

You call the
bank, have 'em meet me at the curb.

Tell them, I'll
be there in ten minutes.

Well, what about
the pill? You take it.

[Tense music playing]

[Door closes]

Mr. Hart?

How's my wife?

How would I know?
I want to talk to you about the accident.

What accident?

At the museum
with dodsworth Nash.

Uh... it... it was no accident.

My boyfriend, Carl...

He was supposed
to get $50,000 to make that happen.

He was the guy that
was on the crane.

Nash's gorilla.

Caine set that whole thing up.

You were supposed to get it,

and... and Nash was
gonna save your wife.

Why?

I-I-I don't know.

Maybe he has a thing for her.

You were supposed to get it

and I guess that the
whole thing got backfired.

Since you didn't get
it, Carl didn't either.

The 50, I mean.

I mean, you know, we were

supposed to get married,

and we were gonna
go someplace nice.

And now Carl's
disappeared, and I don't know where he is.

I know that they've
done something to him.

You
don't know anything about my wife?

How would I know that?

You're telling me the truth?

- Here.
- Oh, no.

I didn't want to take that.

I just wanted you to
know that I was serious,

- so... so that you'd show up.
- Take it.

Well, just please get that guy.

He... he ain't healthy.

[Eerie music playing]

[Jonathan] He's got her, Max.

He's got her in that house.

Take it easy, Mr. H.

With all due respect,
Mrs. H is sure beautiful,

but I can't imagine
him, snatching her.

With all his
dough, he can buy any woman in the world.

That's it.

You just said it.

I said something?

What did I say?

Nash...

Has added Jennifer
to his collection.

Mr. H, I think those
pills, are having an...

No, no, no. I know
that sounds crazy, Max.

But Nash said...

He's collected the
best of everything.

And he's collected Jennifer.

We've got to get in that house.

Wait a minute, Mr. H.

You can't get
into that house without a search warrant.

And the cops
will never give you one

for a guy with his connections.

Maybe the police
can't... But we can.

How we gonna get into the house?

I think I know
a crack in the armor.

Come on.

[Man on intercom]
Who called you?

What do I know who called me?

I'm just a glass man.

You got a piece of
busted glass, I fix it.

Come on up.

[Device clicking]

[Device clicking]

[Device beeps]

That's only my glass cutter.

Tools of the trade.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

[Tense music playing]

I don't know which one.

The person who called
just say second floor.

Oh, Mr. Caine, did
you call about a broken box?

No but the case with
the Bible is cracked.

That's the one all right.

I fix up this baby shipshape.

Hey, before I work on the case,

don't you
think you'd better, shut off the alarm?

I'm not supposed
to leave you alone.

Hey! Do I look
like the kind of guy

that's gonna steal a Bible?

[Tense music continues]

[Maid] I'll shut off the alarm.

[Tense music builds]

[Nash sniffs]

Caine?

Mr. Caine!

[Caine] Yes, sir. What is it?

Don't you smell it?

Oh, yes.

[Tense music continues]

Find out what it is immediately.

And you'll have to
open some windows.

But the air.

Which do you
prefer? Fresh air or this?

- And don't forget the alarm.
- It's already off, sir.

This case is being repaired.

The odor should
clear up soon, sir.

Will you see that all
windows are opened.

Yes, sir.

[Footsteps approaching]

Nash.

Where is my wife?

She is in the safest,
possible place.

Please, Mr. Hart.

My associate
has you, well covered,

so don't try anything foolish.

[Gun cocks]

I loathe the sight of blood.

I want my wife...

And I want her now.

You know, caine...

Maybe we have
found the perfect mate

for the perfect woman.

[Chuckles]

[Eerie music playing]

[Birds chirping]

Mrs. Hart...

I have a surprise for you.

Oh.

[Jennifer sobs]

You all right, darling?

[Panel closing]

And I said... Mr. Caine

we now have the perfect couple.

I'm sure, Jonathan,
that you must be a reasonable example

of the male of the species,

although I haven't had a chance

to put you through the computer.

You're not really
gonna be able to get away with this.

Oh, yes. I shall.

Which leads me to
my second alternative.

And that is to... Get
rid of you both. Heh.

Start all over.

But, of course, that would be...

That would be a shame...

Particularly in Jennifer's case.

Nash...

The police know we're here.

Really?

And what do they intend to do?

Uh, r-raid the place?

That would do, for a start.

Highly unlikely.

However, if they do...

This room is...

Totally hidden.

Impossible to find.

Now...

Doesn't that make you feel safe?

[Ominous music playing]

So...

Enjoy your reunion...

While you can.

- [Door closes]
- What are we gonna do?

Well, we're not
gonna stay here like pheasants under glass.

- There's got to be a way to get out of here.
- No, there isn't.

I've tried everything.

Stand back.

[Table crashes]

[Both sigh]

If I may offer an opinion, sir?

Yes.

This whole affair
has taken a bad turn.

Keep the woman if you wish,

but I'm for eliminating hart.

Yes.

[Nash] What do you
propose for his demise?

[Ominous music playing]

Max!

I thought they got you.

Not me.

I'm too slippery for 'em.

Hey!

What's with this?

The whole room's
surrounded in glass.

There's got to be a
way to open this fishbowl.

There's got to be.

Why don't you just break it?

No, we tried that.

I'm just the man.

What's that?

My trusty glass cutter.

No glass
man would be caught dead without one.

- Max... I love you.
- Ah.

Mr. Caine! Oh, Mr. Caine.

Excuse me,
sir. That glass man...

I went to turn
the alarm off for him,

and now I can't find him.

The glass man.

Of course.

Mr. H, I think we got a problem.

I don't know how to use it.

Max... just, uh...

Score the glass.

Score?

Yeah. Score it.

Put the blade...

Up against the glass... easy.

[Jonathan] Now, start
cutting, straight across.

[Ominous music playing]

Max.

I'll take that.

This is beginning to
take on the appearance

of a... perfect family.

However, I must say
that I don't like the looks

of this latest specimen,

so I'll leave him
to you, Mr. Caine.

[Caine] I suggest we put him on ice for
the moment.

The snow
leopard will need something to eat later,

after she's digested the remains of our
crane operator.

Excellent idea, Mr. Caine.

[Caine] Let's go.

Don't look so pained.

I want to keep
all my animals happy.

[Door closes]

[Sighs]

Oh.

[Jennifer sighs]

Darling, I think we're trapped.

I'm beginning
to think I'm never gonna grow into my ring.

Let me see your ring.

Maybe you will.

[Tense music playing]

[Diamond scratching]

[Tense music continues]

[Glass shatters]

[Amiable music playing]

[Glass crunching]

Diamonds are definitely
a girl's best friend.

[Tense music playing]

- Max.
- Mr. H.

How did you get away?

They put me in a glass
box with some penguins,

but a good glass man
always carries a spare.

They've gotten out.

Reactivate the security system,

I'll alert the
others downstairs.

[Indistinct mumbling]

I think it's time, we
start our own collection.

Come on.

[Caine] Muller.

Muller, where are you?

[Gasps]

There's no way out.

So you may as well stop trying.

[Grunts]

[Exciting music playing]

How did you get out?

Caine!

Muller!

You're on your own, Nash.

Stay away.

Don't touch me.

Your collecting days are over.

As a matter of fact,

you'll probably be put
on permanent display

in the state prison.

Oh, no.

I could never
go to a place like that.

It's filthy.

It's cont... contaminated.

Oh, you will adjust, Mr. Nash.

I'll give you...

Anything you want.

Anything you want!

[Glass case shatters]

Blood.

I'm bleeding.

The perfect specimen.
Wouldn't you say?

I'm dying.

[Orchestral music playing]

[Amiable music playing]

Here we go, darling.

As promised, breakfast in bed.

- Uh, thank you.
- Happy anniversary.

Happy anniversary to you.

[Chuckles]

- This is really great.
- Ah!

I think we'll get to New
York by next week.

Oh, well,
I'm sure we'll get to New York sometime.

Uh darling...

There's a present for you.

It's wood.

- Wood?
- Mm-hmm.

Fifth anniversary wood.

Oh, is that right?

And I
got you a diamond. I'm sorry, darling.

Oh. That's all right,
darling. I'll forgive you.

- [Jonathan] Chopsticks.
- Ah.

[Laughs]

- Wooden chopsticks.
- Yeah.

- That's great.
- Isn't it?

There's a card too. [Laughing]

[Jonathan] Ah, you're so cute.

- I love you for doing all this.
- [Jennifer] Ah.

"This card entitles the bearer

and his most adoring wife..."

- Uh-huh.
- "...To the imperial feast

at the royal Peking palace."

Mm-hmm.

Hey, that's wonderful.

Where is the
royal Peking palace?

Peking.

- China?
- Mm-hmm.

- Well...
- [Laughing]

have sticks, will travel.

[Orchestral music playing]

[Theme music playing]

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