All language subtitles for Hart to Hart s04e11 Hunted Harts.eng

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.

[♪♪]

[Barks]

[Intercom buzzes]

That might be New York.

Yes, deanne? Put him on.

It is New York.

All
right, Richard, give it to me straight.

Hey, that's great. Wonderful.

Yeah, well, when you
go out to celebrate,

have one on us. And
I'll talk to you tomorrow.

And thanks again. Marvelous job.

We are the proud owners
of atlas aluminum.

Oh, fantastic!

Yeah, we can keep
all the factories open

and add 1500 jobs.

Well, let's go celebrate.

Well, now, the New
York end is going to 21,

but the best offer
I can give you is a chilidog at pinks.

[Knocking]

Come in.

Sir, word just
came from the stock exchange floor.

I want you to
know that our people did their very best.

Did their best?

Mr. Davenport, we had almost
all of the atlas stock in hand.

But the situation has
changed completely

in the last eight hours, and...

We lost it.

But I was atlas' last hope.

No bank would keep them going.

I could've gutted the factories

and reaped millions
in tax benefits.

It was hart industry, sir.

No!

[Clicks]

It's empty.

It's a .308 caliber.

With a 3-to-10
power, variable scope.

No, thank you, sir.

- No, I meant put it back.
- [Chuckles]

So, Jonathan hart...

Bailed atlas out, did he?

He lent them
the money to, uh, retool,

keep the factories open.

He has plans to expand.

He always has plans.

His plans took
the offshore fisheries away from me.

Now this.

Jonathan hart has
cost me five million dollars

in the last three years.

You'll get even, sir.

[Squeaking]

Ashby.

It's time Mr. Hart realized

that there's another jungle besides the
concrete one

he knows so well.

Take a telex to the attertons.

To your wildlife
game ranch? Yes.

Dear Liza and Geoffrey.

Unhappily, due to
recent business adversities,

I'm unable to continue
to financially support

the riverbend
wildlife game ranch.

I know that, without
my funding...

"unless you can come
up with the resources,

my suggestion is that
you give the animals back to the circus

and close the ranch
and return home."

But this is our
home. It's our life.

Yes, I'm afraid,
we got out of touch

with the so-called
civilized world

with its financial
ups and downs.

Don't you worry, Greg.

You're not going
back to jump through anymore fiery hoops.

What else does it say, Geoffrey?

"If you're determined
to keep the preserve going,

the kind of backer
you need is the Jonathan hart-type.

He's experiencing
great success in the business community,

and Mrs. Hart
is very active in charities

which preserve wildlife.

She's
also been published on the subject."

Uh, who is Jonathan hart?

He could turn out to
be our guardian angel.

Well, at least
Davenport recommended a solution.

What a character.

Pulling out
on us just as mysteriously as the day

his checkbook
walked into our lives.

And just his checkbook.

Man we never met,
we don't even know what he looks like,

puts us in business

and now he puts
us out of business.

Should we cable the states

and, uh, try
to locate the harts?

Why not?

After all the years we worked,

I don't fancy buster
and the others responding

to a whip and chair again.

[Jennifer]"What we
do is take in surplus animals

from zoos
and circuses from around the world.

We have an active
breeding program,

and we care for and
breed these animals,

in hopes that one day

they'll be returned
again to the wild."

I guess there's more
happening in South America

than just growing coffee.

Thanks, Max.

[Jennifer] Oh, listen to this.

"Mr. and Mrs. Hart,

your reputation
as philanthropists

and animal lovers
has preceded you.

We know Mrs.
Hart has been published on the subject,

and if you could
write a piece or two about our work,

it could generate interest
and financial support

in america for
this worthwhile effort.

Warmest regards,
Mr. and Mrs. Atterton."

Am I to call the travel agent?

Darling?

Well, it is a very
interesting invitation.

You think so?

- Mm-hmm.
- [Jennifer] Really?

[Jonathan chuckles] Great!

I can be packed in two hours.

It'll take you
two hours to say goodbye to freeway.

[Jonathan] This may
seem like a garden party to you, darling,

but let me tell you something,

it's a jungle out there.

Oh, I'm so excited,

I want everything to
be so perfect for the harts.

It will be.

Has the west gate
been put back up?

No, the fieldworkers
from the village are late.

I'll put them right on
it when they get here.

I'll watch for the harts if
you wanna make sure the house is all set.

Oh, great.

[Camera shutter clicks]

[Trumpeting]

- [Jennifer speaking Spanish]
- [Man replying in Spanish]

Dos... two miles.

- Uh, very good.
- Thank you.

Look over there.

[Camera shutter clicks]

Liza, Geoffrey.

[Camera shutter clicking]

[Jennifer] That
was great! [Laughs]

There you go.

[Jennifer] Whoa.

How you doing? We're the harts.

Been expecting you.

[Man speaking in Spanish]

Oh, he's coming back
on... [Jonathan] This Friday.

Good, very good.

- How are you?
- I'm td Webster.

- Jennifer, my wife.
- Nice to meet you.

How was your trip
down on the love boat?

- Wonderful.
- Oh, it was wonderful thank you.

- Hello.
- [Liza] Hello.

[Birds chirping]

Welcome to riverbend, Mr. Hart.

I'm Geoffrey atterton.

My wife, Liza.

[Liza] How do you
do? How do you do?

This
is my wife, Jennifer. How do you do?

Oh, we're
so thrilled you could come. Mrs. Hart.

Oh, please call me Jennifer.

[Jonathan] And Jonathan.

[Monkey gibbering]

-[Jonathan laughs] Oh, look at that.
-[Jennifer moans]

[Chattering]

Well, thank you.

The ritz in Paris greets you

with a basket
of fruit in your room.

And please accept
our humble welcome.

What's his name?
[Liza] Oh, this is mook.

Thank you, mook.

Once you've made
friends with mook,

then you're family.

Let's get you settled in.

Yes, I'd like you to
meet our houseman.

This is Ernesto casseras.

How do you do?

[Both speaking in Spanish]

Come on, mook, lead the way.

[Mook gibbers] Oh.

[Birds chirping]

Mr. Davenport?

Mm-hm? We're only about 10 miles

from
your game ranch's main compound.

Why are we camped out here?

We are on the ranch already.

I just want to
prove that in the survival of the fittest,

I survive.

Ah, did the harts
arrive in the launch?

And it's just the atterton's
and the hart's, huh?

Two more?

And the locals who
help with the animals.

Sounds like you
simplified matters, huh?

[Chuckles]

Oh, thank you.

He never says a word.

Yes, a most
unfortunate accident.

Uh, but I find silence a virtue.

Ashby, do you
mind radioing the launch service up north

and finding
out when the harts are due to leave?

The harts?

What does your
trip down here have to do with them?

Well, I'm joining up
with them for a big-game hunt.

Elephants? Cheetahs?

-[Rifle cocks -nothing
on four legs, no.

I'm after the
two-legged species.

Don't look
scared, ashby. You're not the target.

The harts are the sport?

Your
own words, ashby, "you'll get even."

Remember?

[Geoffrey] A toast to
your first night with us.

We're so delighted
to have you here.

[Jennifer] And we're
delighted to be here.

[Bird] Delighted, delighted.

Oh.

- [Bird squawks]
- He speaks perfect English.

Well, it should be. We bought him at
herod's in London about eight years ago.

[Jonathan] What
kind of bird is that?

It's a sulfur-crested
cockatoo. His name is Freddie.

How did you find td?

He seems to
be very knowledgeable.

Well, he's working
towards his phd.

A professor
friend of mine recommended him to us.

Yeah, he wanted to
come to dinner tonight,

but, uh, the winds
blew down a gate last night,

so he's out shoring it up.

[Geoffrey] Well, how
about tomorrow morning

we show you
all the animals here in the compound,

and then we'll
head out for three days

into the far reaches
of the ranch?

We call it "the wild."

- [Jennifer] Great.
- That sounds perfect.

We certainly are ready,
aren't we, Jonathan?

- Yeah, we are.
- [Bird] Jonathan, Jonathan.

[Jonathan laughs]
He learns fast.

Well, here's to you
two, and, uh, to the wild.

Ah.

The wild.

[Warbled beeping]

This is mcr,

6475

[bird squawks]

Request for urgent
police frequency.

[Man over radio] Mcr 6475,

go to channel 509.

[Radio distortion]

Give me emergency
clearance to police.

You're signing off, ashby.

I told you
I find silence a virtue.

I've never killed a two-legged species
before.

Suppose i...

Suppose I better get
used to the experience.

[Jennifer] Ah, the quiet.

Isn't it wonderful?

[Gunshot in the distance]

[Jonathan] Now,
that was a gunshot.

[Liza] Oh,
the sound travels like crazy out here.

It's just probably some
local hunter. [Giggles]

Nothing to worry about, maybe...

[Liza] Maybe td just
found something unfriendly.

We live with this sort
of thing all the time.

Um, perhaps you two
would like some rest?

Uh, why don't you just retire

and we'll see
you at first light.

Good idea. Well...

[Bird squawking]

Thank you
for a lovely dinner. At first light, then.

Good night.

See you in the morning.

Jonathan, Jonathan.

[Bird squawks]

What if that was td?

Geoffrey, you've
got to stop worrying.

The last 24
hours are giving me cause to worry.

We should have said
something to the harts.

Well, we don't
want to dampen their first night with us,

and we need them, Geoffrey.

It's just so important that we put our
best foot forward.

And I'm gonna, I'm
gonna stay up for td.

Maybe he's got some information

about what became
of our fieldworkers.

Well, try not to be too late.

Tomorrow we have to show
the harts the best time of their lives.

Good night.

It's a mosquito net.

I know it's a mosquito net.

All you have
to do is pull the string to get it down.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

You try it.

Oh, darling, it's very simple.

You just have
to pull this little string,

and the whole thing comes down.

Uh-huh. Look.

[Grunts]

I've done it a
hundred times. It's very, very simple.

You just reach under
and pull the string.

[Yelps]

I knew sooner or later

somebody would
drop a net over you.

Hmm? You okay in there? Huh?

Hm.

[Both whoop]

What's your name?
Oh, this is Noelle.

- She's a tigon.
- [Jonathan] A tigon?

Well, her, uh, her father
is a siberian tiger,

her mother is
an African lioness,

and that's
really very, very rare

because it can only
happen in captivity.

She speaks both lion and tiger,

and as you can see,

her
stripes are brown rather than black,

and they're very subtle.

And, uh, she's...
She's quite wonderful.

What about this
one? What's, uh...?

Oh, this is our little,
3-year-old siberian tiger.

That's amazing. How
much does he eat?

- Too much.
- [Laughs]

[Man] Excuse me, señor atterton?

And, uh,

this is Nancy lioness.

No one at the
village has seen td.

I see.

Would you rather,
uh, postpone the trip

until you find him?

No, no, he'll
be fine. Follow me.

Uh, I'll be
with you in a minute.

Okay.

[Purring]

[Geoffrey] I know
it's not very original,

- but we call him jumbo.
- [Laughter]

- [Geoffrey] Hi, jumbo.
- [Jennifer] Well he is very jumbo, isn't he?

- [Jonathan] Where's he from?
- Asia originally,

and then from
a circus in Europe.

He's taken to home here,

so much so
that we're thinking of getting a female,

so he'll not only
survive but multiply.

You've done
a beautiful job here.

Are you ready for your
three days in the wild?

Oh, we have enough
film for three months.

Well, we'll be
going to the far reaches of the ranch.

Uh, a word of caution,

we have natural boundaries,
like rivers and so on,

to keep the animals
under our control,

but these are wild animals.

You mean, it's
a jungle out there.

Precisely. [Elephant trumpeting]

[Jonathan] He's magnificent.

[Liza] He's African.

[Davenport] How far
downriver did you say

the
black chap discovered ashby's body?

Three miles.

[Birds squawking]

I was looking for a way

to bring the
harts this way quickly.

No, no this is my problem.

[Birds squawking]

Td?

Geoffrey.

Geoff, td's coming.

[Ominous music playing]

- What's the matter with him?
- [Gasps]

Oh.

That spear is
not from this region.

Or this continent.

How did it get here?

I don't know how
or why, but we're cutting this trip short.

I'll radio the consulate when we get back
to the compound.

You and Jennifer go and load up.

I'll give you a hand.

Thanks.

Jennifer, i-, I
don't know what to say. I don't understand.

I know.

Jonathan.

[Footsteps approaching]

Look at this.

What's up?

Gasoline.

We're out of fuel.

This bolt's loosened.

Well, didn't we lay
on another gas can?

Yes, I, I put one in myself.

It's gone.

First td and now this.

A pattern is beginning to form.

Anything else to this pattern?

I suppose we should
have told you before.

But we needed
your backing for the ranch so badly.

We never meant you any harm.

When did the trouble begin?

Well, it started
when we got word

from Winston Davenport that he was cutting
off our funds.

The Winston Davenport?

Did you know him?

Well, I've had
some rather intense

business
dealings with him over the past years,

but I don't know
the man personally.

Neither do we.

In fact, we've
never even met him.

But he's the
man who has been funding our ranch,

I mean, it's on
his recommendation

that we invited you down here.

Well, we better get a move on.

We can walk until nightfall.

How long will
it take us to get back to the compound?

Oh, about 48 hours.

But first I,
better take care of td.

[Birds squawking]

Smoke.

Could be a campfire.

No, we don't permit strangers

to wander around
the ranch grounds.

Yes, but that stranger
may have transportation.

Or a radio. Come on.

[Birds squawking]

Anyone here?

Hello? Hello?

I'm afraid you
have me at a distinct disadvantage.

We ran out of gas.

Oh, how unfortunate for you, but most
fortunate for me.

The sight of company
is a godsend.

We are the, uh,
attertons. From the wildlife game ranch.

I'm Charles
t. Gordon, and I fear I may have, uh,

mistakenly strayed
onto your property.

Nevertheless, how do you do?

These are our
good friends, the harts.

We're happy to meet you.

And I you, sir. And I you.

Thank you.

[Geoffrey] Superb
dinner, Charles.

I don't know how
you do it out here.

The secret is,
I don't do it out here.

The duck pâté and lamb sausage,

all prepared at
l'etoile in New York.

[Jennifer] Oh.

Cheers.

Cheers.

[Crickets chirping]

You don't come out
here to hunt, Charles?

[Davenport] Not in
the traditional sense.

I love it out here.

As a child, my
father took me big-game hunting in...

In India.

I was 11 when
a friendly bengal tiger gave me this.

You know, Mr. and
Mrs. Hart, there isn't an animal alive

that
can give me enough of a challenge.

It occurred to me that
I got them all, save one.

Oh? Which one is that?

The most dangerous animal.

The human animal. [Chuckles]

Human?

Just a joke.

You needn't fear, Mrs. Hart.

Women are sacred to me.

One doesn't kill
the female animal.

Please, another drink.

Liza?

[Davenport] I insist.

[Groans]

I needed to keep them
quiet for a little bit.

Winston Davenport,
at your service.

You're Winston Davenport?

We waged too many
battles coast-to-coast.

At last we meet face to face.

I don't have
any axe to grind about the atlas deal

or the fishing properties.

How quickly you recall

the many times
you've beaten and embarrassed me.

Now let's see how well you fare

when the home court
advantage is mine.

What are you gonna do with us?

I want to hunt you.

But only you, Mr. Hart.

The female
is for after the hunt.

[Eerie music playing]

This is yours, Mr. Hart.

Your launch is due
to pick you up in 24 hours.

If you make it back there alive,

you're a free man.

Shall the sport commence?

Sport? What sort of sport?

You'll shoot him the
minute he turns his back.

Mr. Hart,

I read you've
been on safari before.

You look fit, sir.

Added to
that, I'll give you a six-hour head start.

It's midnight now.

I won't set out after
you until 6:00 am, dawn.

I'm not going without my wife.

Mr. Hart, she'll slow you down.

We differ
in our opinions about the female animal.

You're gonna have
to shoot me right here

if she doesn't go with me.

Hardly sport. Hardly.

Very well. Go. Both of you.

Consider the
game tied at the end of regulation play.

Now, sir, we go
into sudden death.

Your service.

[Jonathan] Isn't this
the stream we drank out of on the way here?

[Jennifer] I think so.

Then we must be going
in the right direction.

He'll be starting out
in about three hours.

[Growling]

If he waits till dawn.

[Water splashing]

We're not gonna wait that long.

[Crickets chirping]

It's cold-blooded
murder to leave us out here like this.

Pity you strayed from
the relative safety of your compound.

I should say my compound.

I'm Winston Davenport.

What?

Gordo, come on.

[Birds squawking]

[Leaves rustling]

[Animal snorting]

[Jaguar snarling

[hyenas yelping]

Let's not wait
around and see if he orders dessert.

[Suspenseful music playing]

[Davenport] They're
heading for the compound.

Tracks are three hours old.

Unfortunately for them,
a roundabout route. Eh?

Try and get one hand loose.

I can't. It's no use.

All right, let's
try and get into the tent.

How?

We could die
of dehydration out here.

Roll.

[Both grunting]

That way.

[All trumpeting]

I think we lost him.

Let's go this way.

Wait a minute.

This tree.

We're just
going around in circles.

Yeah.

It's almost noon.

I've got an idea. Come on.

[Sighs]

When I was
in the boy scouts... Help me lift this.

We learned how to
make booby-traps.

Now...

Darling, go
over there and pull on that other vine.

[Jonathan breathing heavily]

Okay. Go.

Wait.

[Grunting]

Remember when we were in Africa?

It's like the
gold coast guillotine.

Now...

Let me see if I can
thread this over here.

I think you've
almost got this one.

Hold still.

If you can.

Oh, there
you did it, you did it.

Okay. [Sighs]

Oh, we'll never catch
up to Davenport in time.

- If he has our reserve can of petrol here...
- come on, Geoffrey.

Hurry.

- [Jennifer] Darling?
- [Jonathan] Yeah.

- How's this thing gonna work?
- Well...

Davenport's bound
to come down this trail.

Hopefully
he'll step on this vine,

which is connected
to the end of the trunk.

The tree will fall
on top of him.

Now what we
need is something to lure Davenport

underneath the tree.

Wait a minute.
I've got something.

Oh, that's great.

Let's watch
this from over there.

[Snake rattling]

[Rattling continuously]

[Gunshot]

He's getting closer.

He's going right to it.

[Davenport] Stop.

All these tracks are fresh.

And so many of them.

With all the
head start I gave them,

why did they spend
so much time here, huh?

[Gunshot]

- Not bad, Mr. and Mrs. Hart!
- [Rifle clicks]

Not bad at all!

[Gunshot]

- [Footsteps retreating]
- [Leaves rustling]

We're trapped.

Did you see
butch Cassidy and the Sundance kid?

[Jennifer] That won't work.

How do you like
my jungle, Mr. Hart?

[Grunts]

[Grunts]

[Jennifer] Jonathan!

- [Splashes]
- Jonathan!

Oh...

If I floor the accelerator,

we
can make the compound in four hours.

I wonder what Davenport's done with
them.

I can't say.

And I'd rather
not dwell on it. Here.

We'll radio the
American consulate

for assistance when we get back.

[Birds chirping]

Sorry about taking
you the long way home,

but the direct route
across the plains is

in 130-degree heat.

No one survives it.

Come on. On you go.

Look, there's Jonathan.

[Horn honks]

[Jonathan] Have
you seen Jennifer?

- [Geoffrey] We thought she was with you.
- Are you all right?

Yeah, we were up
at the head of the river.

- What happened?
- I got into a fight with gordo.

Davenport shot
him and we went over the side of the cliff.

I fell into the river.

You remember what
he said about the female after the hunt?

I think he's taken
her to his compound.

Well, be grateful you're alive.

Let's go, Geoffrey.

[Engine revving]

[Eerie music playing]

If you don't
do anything foolish,

I won't have to lock you in.

By foolish, you mean what?

Escape.

But where would
you go? The jungle? And to whom?

I'm not asking you to like me,

I only want your
companionship while we're here alone.

Entre.

We'll go the rest
of the way by foot.

I'll see about provisions.

But one false move...

[Door locks]

[Ominous music playing]

I'm disappointed in you.

Sit down.

Put your arms behind your back.

Come on.

Huh?

[Door closes]

[Birds squawking]

Hi, Fred.

Jonathan. [Squawks]

No, it's Jennifer.

Jennifer.

[Squawks] Jonathan, Jonathan.

[Whispers] Jonathan.

Oh, darling. I
thought you were dead.

I was almost. Where is he?

[Door closes with a faint thud]

[Whispers] He's coming.

Pretend like
you're still tied up.

I'll wait behind the door.

Just before sunset.

My favorite time of
the day, Mrs. Hart.

You're one Brandy short.

Mr. Hart.

[Suspenseful music playing]

[Jennifer] Be careful!

[Davenport chokes and gasps]

[Jonathan] Shoot it!

[Groans]

Ah...

Mr. Davenport was right.

It is the survival of
the fittest.

[Soft music playing]

[Jennifer] Oh,
darling, just think of it.

Only a few days ago, we were lying
under the stars,

with all the wild
animals around us.

Wasn't it great? Oh,

don't tell me.
You'd like to go back?

Yeah, I guess
a part of me would.

But the other
part of me is very happy to be home

and in our own bed. Oh, me too.

There's one thing
I could use, it's a good night's sleep.

Oh.

You know something?

You were just
wonderful in the jungle.

Swinging around on
that vine like Tarzan.

It made me feel just like Jane.

Eh, Tarzan?

[Imitates monkey]

Come on, Tarzan.

[Jonathan snoring]
[Imitates monkey]

Good night, Tarzan.

[♪♪]

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