All language subtitles for Mission.Impossible.S01E09.DVDRip.XviD-SAiNTS

Excuse me, I'd like to inspect
one of your private suites.

Our best rooms are on the top floor, sir.

I know, but I'm looking for one
with a red decor.

Good afternoon, Mr Briggs.

Please put on the red light,

then remove the cover
from the developing trays.

Now, there is in existence
a reel of recording wire

with details
of a chemical warfare project

being developed
for use against the free world.

One of our agents, carrying the reel,
made his way to the lake shown.

We assume his intention
was to appropriate a boat

and row across to neutral territory.

But he was seen by secret police
and forced to hide.

Shortly thereafter, he was discovered
and killed resisting capture.

However, in that brief period of time
before being discovered

he managed to hide the reel
so ingeniously

that the secret police,
with every resource at their disposal,

have still not been able to find it,

despite the limited area
they had to search.

Other unfriendly nations
also have agents working in the area.

Your mission, Mr Briggs,
should you accept it,

would be to find the reel
and bring it out of the country.

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

the Secretary would disavow
any knowledge of your actions.

This recording will decompose in 60
seconds after the breaking of the seal.

Good luck, Dan.

- Can I clean the room now, sir?
- Yes, thank you.

Is it big enough for you, sir?

Oh, yes. Quite big enough.

Don't you want some excitement
in your life? Some challenge?

I have plenty of challenge.
You, for instance.

Is that all I am?

Now, listen,
I didn't invite you here to reform me.

I know perfectly well
why you invited me here.

Hey, hey, where are you going?

I just want to say one thing, one thing.
All you need is a little ambition

and you could succeed
at almost anything.

I doubt it.

If I had ambition,

do you realise I wouldn't be the same
irresistible character you love?

See?

Who said you were irresistible?

Hear, hear.

Let's face it, I'm a boat bum.
I'll always be a boat bum.

Now come over here and be nice.

They say all cats are alike in the dark.

Untrue.

Completely, totally untrue.

Forty two minutes.

That should do it. Your credentials.

- Did you check prevailing winds?
- Northeast.

- How much variation?
- Hardly any this time of the year.

Cinnamon, work with the 35 millimetre.

Keep this one handy at all times.
No telling when you'll need it.

- Can you take pictures with it?
- No, Barney has it all rigged.

But get in plenty of practice with the
other one, so you'll look like a pro.

Dan, don't you think we need
more people than just Rollin and I?

Yeah, maybe a specialist
in metal detection or something.

No, the secret police have
every kind of specialist you can name.

They still haven't found the reel.

Why?

Because they aren't looking for it
the way he hid it.

Now look at this.
The local concessionaire is one of ours.

From what he overheard,

the agent carrying the reel
went to the boat landing.

When border guards discovered him,
he ran to the caf� here.

He managed to slip by them and went
back to the dock where he was killed.

Apparently, he was at no time
out of sight for more than a minute.

Yet during that time
he hid the reel of wire so effectively

that it can't be found by experts.

The man was under extraordinary
pressure, and that's the key.

Don't bother to search.

Think, and Rollin,
don't limit your thinking. He didn't.

This plan is designed
to get you into the same kind of spot

under the same pressure,
and hope inspirations hits.

And not bullets.

The man in civilian clothes
called Gulik?

Inspector of Security Police
in charge of the search.

Clever, stubborn, very dangerous.

And the lieutenant?

His name is Daglieri.

I think he no longer believes
that the reel exists.

He is just going through the motions.

Good. Anyone else?

I'm not certain.

Those two men
that the Lieutenant is questioning,

they are around a great deal.

They go swimming, do all
the right things but only one at a time.

I think they may be agents.

I think red and blue are best.

So many balloons?

Oh, yes,
I need spots of colour for my pictures.

- Why so few tourists?
- Gone.

With all the security police around
can you blame them?

I'll go out of business.

When will you be finished?

I just hired a new man to run my boats
and I have practically no customers.

If you want to use a boat,
don't go too far beyond the island.

If we have to come out after you,
your permits will be revoked.

Thank you.

- Hi, Betsy.
- Nick.

- What next, sir?
- Lunch, and then back to the painting.

- Did he take?
- I don't know.

Keep talking.

I've been sent over to do a spread
for the April issue.

Since when are you a photographer?

Who is he?

The Armenian who just went to work
for the boat concession.

And does a little smuggling
on the side, too?

No, Inspector.
So far he seems harmless.

What is he doing talking to her?

I don't know.

Find out.

Of course, Inspector.

When?

Tonight.

- Good luck.
- Thanks.

How many night guards?

Two. They usually sit up at the caf�.

It is very boring duty.

It was.

Hi. Come in.

Nice place you've got here.

I don't operate on an expense account.

Don't be snide.

Just a statement of fact.

The fact that you don't like
is that I have an expense account.

As always,
you're putting the words in my mouth.

Let's not fight.

- You like my dress?
- I like.

- You weren't very friendly this afternoon.
- Oh, wasn't I?

No, you were positively unfriendly.

I thought perhaps you'd gotten married
or something.

You haven't, have you?

Now, Betsy, where would I get
the price for a ring?

You haven't changed, have you?

Let's have a drink first.

- Bourbon?
- You remember.

How sweet.

You still use the same perfume, too.

Do you like?

I like.

- Here's to us, Nick.
- To us.

How long has it been?

Close to three years.

It seems longer.

And you're still baiting fishing hooks
for pretty girls.

Right now I'm painting
a bunch of leaky boats.

- Stinker.
- I lost my pen.

You were too busy carrying on with the
next likely girl who happened aboard.

- True?
- False.

This time I want your promise to write.

Well, you better ask me nicely.

- Now, will you write?
- Every day.

Check.

Hey!

Between that and modelling
it was a busy year.

- And this year?
- This year...

This year I've tried to concentrate on
getting some photography assignments.

And here you are.

Here I am, in the dark.

Well, I would say a photographer
should be accustomed to dark rooms.

Only when there's film to develop.

We have other things to develop.

You're cute, but I'm not so sure
I want anything to develop between us.

- Not this time.
- You sound so serious.

I can't help it, Nick.
I'm a very proper person.

I like a well-ordered life.

Don't you want some excitement
in your life? Some challenge?

I have plenty of challenge.
You, for instance.

Is that all I am?

Now listen,
I didn't invite you here to reform me.

I know perfectly well
why you invited me here.

Hey, where are you going?

I just want to say one thing. One thing.
All you need is a little ambition

and you can succeed
at almost anything.

If I had ambition,

do you realise I wouldn't be the same
irresistible character you love.

Who said you were irresistible?

Let's face it. I'm a boat bum.
I'll always be a boat bum.

Now come over here and be nice.

They say all cats are alike in the dark.

Untrue.

Completely, totally untrue.

Nick,

remember that night when we first
ran into each other ashore?

Well, I have a confession to make.
I knew where you'd be.

I heard you tell your first mate
where he could find you.

Well, I waited there over an hour.

I expected you to show up
with a girl on each arm.

And then you came in
looking like a lost little boy.

You see, I set a trap for you
and you fell right into it.

Now that I think about it,

I think you were stringing me along
the whole time.

Nick,

are you listening to me, Nick?

Nick.

Did you fall asleep?

What?

You fell asleep, darling.

No, no, I didn't.

I heard every word you said.

Quote me.

You were talking about photography.

You haven't changed a bit.

Did you find the reel?

It's just what they didn't find. A reel.
I found the wire!

We go back for it tomorrow.

Oh, Nick.

I'm glad you woke me up.

So am I.

I can't believe it.

They must have walked by those bushes
a thousand times.

I must have walked by
five times every day.

- I may have touched the wire.
- You probably did.

You know why it was never found?

Our friend, the courier,
had a stroke of genius.

- He hid the wire by not hiding it.
- What?

He strung it out in such plain sight,
no one ever saw it.

Well, how are you going to get it?

The same way it was hidden.
Openly and conspicuously.

Right under their noses.

- Well?
- Still nothing.

I've just been on the phone
with the Premier.

I do not have to tell you
what will happen

if that reel is not found.

Have you told him
about the silt at the bottom?

The way it keeps shifting?

I know better than to offer excuses.

Start again with area one.

- Again?
- Yes, again.

And this time open your eyes!

Have you considered the possibility
there is no reel?

There is!

There is.

Call in!

Tell the Colonel I want a whole
new crew here by this afternoon.

Divers, technicians, everyone.

Men who have never seen
this area before. Men with a fresh eye.

We are making some mistake.

The same mistake,
over and over and over.

All right, Inspector.

- What can I do for you, my friend?
- I would like a 25-foot line, please.

- Inspector.
- How about the equipment shack?

I've checked it myself.

The junk inside, the roof,
under the floorboards. Everything.

What about all those fish nets?

They have been examined twice
like everything else.

Then examine them again!

Yes, Inspector.

One new filament. Cotton, nylon.

Here, hold this please.

Thank you.

Here! I have
more important things to do.

You!

Help him!

Do I have enough?

I will take a piece of gum.

Thank you.

Lieutenant!

Yes, sir! Keep searching.

Where did he find that?

Under the bridge
near where the courier was shot.

Therefore, we are looking
for a loose piece of tape or wire.

That is too bad, sir.

Well, I can fix it with this.

- What's that, wire?
- Yes, sir.

Not much of a line, is it?

It's better than this.
Plain string from the grocery store.

What you need is monofilament.

I know, but I don't get my allowance
until Monday.

I tell you what, I'll trade you.

- For this?
- Sure.

I can use that better to fix my rod.
All right?

- Yes, sir.
- Good.

- I'll be back. We'll swap later, okay?
- Yes, sir.

Thank you, son.

I am unarmed.

I want to talk with you, if I may.

Permission granted.

My country is determined
to have the wire which your courier lost.

We are prepared to pay you generously.

Or, if necessary, to take it from you.

What gives you the notion
that I have a wire?

I saw you take it at the lake,
from that boy.

I took nothing. I gave him something.

A roll of fishing line.

- You surprise me.
- Do I?

You are willing to subject
an innocent boy

to being searched and silenced.

You're wrong.
I have no intention of doing that.

Then I suggest that you take our offer.

Since you insist.

Camera?

- You got the permit?
- Oh, yes. Yes, of course.

Passport.

United States?

Are all Americans so pretty?

What is it?

Nothing. Are my papers in order?

Yes. Everything is in order.

I finish my shift at 7:00.

If you need someone
to show you the sights...

I don't think so. Thank you.

- Hello?
- Nick.

One moment, please.

Go.

I know where the boy lives,
but I'm being followed.

All right. We'll get rid of them.

Use the special camera
with the fake wire in it.

Now, don't forget the timing.

Be sure you stay in the house
for at least three minutes.

Now, where will I meet you?

You understand I know nothing
about the wire.

All right, if you insist.

Where are you?

The candy store at Koenig Street,

and you're carrying a camera.

Very well, wait for me.
It will take me a while to get there.

Hello. Are you the boy
that just caught those fish?

- Yes, madam.
- Pieter, who is it?

Good afternoon. I represent
an American travel magazine.

I saw your son at the lake

and I was wondering if I could
take some pictures of him fishing.

Papa, don't clean any more fish!

- There's a lady here...
- Pieter, be quiet.

Why do you single out my son?

Because he caught
all those beautiful fish,

and he is very handsome.

Papa, this lady wants
to take a picture of me.

For an American travel magazine.

I'm Carlo Stakovar
of the Municipal Police.

Allow me.

- Welcome to our house.
- Thank you.

Please be seated.

Some tea.

Have you lost your senses?

You must excuse my wife.
She's not used to foreign visitors.

I have enough sense
to ask for credentials.

I lost him,
but chances are the boy has the wire.

The woman is in the house.
She'll get it for us.

This is an honour.

She has the permission
of the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

We'll be happy to cooperate.

We certainly will not!
Don't you realise there's trouble?

They are searching the docks
and already

the border has been closed for a week.

Mama, that is my lucky line.

Then wind it up
before someone breaks a leg.

Besides, I need it for the pictures.

There will not be any pictures.

But don't you understand?
They are intended to promote good will!

I'm more concerned
about what you intend to promote.

Never mind, Mr Stakovar.

Perhaps we'd better respect
your wife's wishes.

Now you see what you've done!

Oh, it's all right. I understand.
Thank you. Thank you just the same.

Bye, bye Pieter.
Good luck with your fishing.

- Good girl.
- Let's hope they like what they hear.

- The wire?
- The boy's still got it.

Come on.

- What now?
- I'd like to buy all your balloons.

- What?
- How many do you think you have?

- Eight or nine dozens.
- Sold.

Do you think you could
help me inflate them?

What's all this about?

In about an hour or so
the light will be just perfect

for a picture with balloons.

What's wrong with the one
you took the other day?

Well, it just didn't work.
There weren't enough balloons.

Your purse.

Make the strings long.
About 50 feet or so.

And now the camera.

Good evening, Excellency.

- General, what is this all about?
- I apologise for the late hour,

but I have been asked to reply
to the inquiry you made the other day

regarding our sulphuric
luminate project.

- Oh, yes, yes. Please come in.
- You realise, of course,

that my government has never had
any intention of endangering any people

- except those of the target nations.
- Wait.

But there could be a miscalculation.

Go back a bit.

True, but before we can give you
technical information...

... to the inquiry you made the other day
regarding our sulphuric...

That's not the General.

- Oh, yes, yes. Please come in.
- You realise, of course...

Nor the Ambassador.

A good imitation, perhaps.

Thank you, your Excellency.

- Have you located the Armenian?
- Not yet, Inspector,

but Lieutenant Daglieri
has the woman under surveillance.

- At the lake?
- Yes, sir.

Wash for dinner.

Just a minute.

Inspection, young man.

Good.

You could grow potatoes
behind these ears.

I washed them, Papa.
I give you my word.

Well, wash them again.

And this time,
try using a little soap and water, huh?

Will you hold it please? Just a moment.

Very good. Thank you.

Now give me exactly one minute.
Do you think you can pull this off?

Do I look like I could handle
a violent man like you?

Inspector! Inspector, here!

The man you're looking for! He is here!

- What happened?
- The Armenian, I found him. He hit me.

He was tying something
to one of the balloons.

The balloons! The balloons!

The balloons, quick!
The wire is on one of those balloons!

Fire!

The boat! They're on the boat!
After the boat! They will get away!

This is the most beautiful mission
I've ever been on.

I agree.

They're going to be a long time
trying to find the balloon with the wire.

That comes from
watching the wrong hand.