All language subtitles for The Man From U.N.C.L.E. S03E01 The Her Masters Voice Affair

Over to the cab, don't look
back, I'll take the briefcase.

You've made the
trip for nothing.

The plans aren't in the briefcase.
They're perfectly safe in my house.

In your house?

My wall safe has a 6-inch plate
and an automatic alarm system.

- Quite burglar-proof.
- Mm-hm.

Two U.N.C.L.E. agents
meeting me at this ungodly hour.

What have I done now?

It's not what you've done, Dr. Matsu,
it's what might be done to you.

All right, home, stiff.

All right, you stay here and
cover the front of the house, Spike.

Your milkman certainly
gives good service.

Yeah, I only hope the music
doesn't wake the whole neighborhood.

Thank you.

Wow!

I'm sure Miki's still asleep.

- Gee, I hope we don't...
- Have you memorized it?

It's in the den.

Wait.

Shh, shh.

You haven't answered me.

Yes, I know it all.
Down to the last comma.

Very good.

I want you to put the papers
back in the safe now and lock it.

Then no one will ever know that
it's been opened. Not even you.

Not even me.

All right, put your
hands up and don't move.

Get them up.

Let's get out of here. Come on.

How do you feel?

You're gonna have
a lump on your head.

Come on, up! Come on.

And there is no doubt, Dr. Matsu,
that your daughter has acted...

under the influence of some
extremely deep psychic interference.

The condition still exists.

Although she is completely
normal in every other respect...

she is programmed to obey automatically
certain commands at a prearranged signal.

And you've been quite
unable to deprogram her?

We've tried everything.

The best we can hope for
is that time will be the healer.

That it will, um, erase
itself of its own accord.

Oh, thank you, Dr. Eliott.

You understand, of course,
Dr. Matsu the implications?

I'm afraid I do, Mr. Waverly.

My daughter has become a
walking file of top-secret information.

On a project that affects the
security of the entire world.

Under the circumstances, I
think, uh, if you'd like my opinion...

that Miss Matsu ought to
be put under lock and key.

But I have to go to school.

It would be best if
you didn't, Miss Matsu.

But I have to. I'm
on the debating team.

I'm afraid she debating team
will have to do without you.

- For a little while anyway, Miki.
- Yes, father.

Which means that
while I'm gone...

you have to have a tutor
as well as a bodyguard.

If you'll leave that
to us, Dr. Matsu.

We have a man in this very room
who fits both requirements perfectly.

Black belt in judo...

did postgraduate
work at Sorbonne...

Ph.D., Cambridge.

Dead languages, wasn't it?

Quantum mechanics.

I didn't know we
were colleagues.

Well, of course, I'll have to
brush up on my new maths.

Yes, do that, Mr. Kuryakin.

You, Mr. Solo, will check
into the matter of the school...

the Partridge Academy
for Young Ladies.

Young ladies, Mr. Solo.

Somewhat younger than
you're accustomed to.

I'm very flattered that you came
halfway around the world to look us over.

Uh, cream or lemon, Mr. Solo?

Uh, just plain, thank you.

The Begum of Bangerpole,
you are her, uh...?

Secretary. To be precise, her
private, confidential secretary.

I also served the maharajah.

The final decision, of
course, rests with him.

Naturally, and, uh, how old
is the young lady, Mr. Solo?

The maharani has just turned 16.

Heh, heh. My, how time flies.

It seems like it was only yesterday that
I took little Gigi on her first tiger hunt.

Have you ever hunted
the big cat, Miss Partridge?

I must admit, never, Mr. Solo.

To be perfectly frank, the
sight of blood repels me.

Oh, well, Gigi
is an only child...

and I'm sure you can
understand the begum's concern...

that I make a full report
to her on the school...

before she makes her
recommendation to the maharajah.

I would expect that, Mr. Solo.

Now, we have a
visitor's cottage here.

It would be my suggestion that
you would spend a few days with us...

and acquaint yourself
completely with our facilities.

Mmm! Excellent thought.

Then it's settled.

I've sent for Duane to
show you to your room.

Thank you.

You called, Miss Partridge?

I'd like you to escort
Mr. Solo to the guest house.

- He's staying with us for a few days.
- Yes, ma'am.

I'll take it. That's my job.
- I'm sorry.

Just make yourself
at home, Mr. Solo.

We're completely
at your disposal.

Thank you.

Out of bounds!

Here, set it up. Ow.

Hey! Gee...

Hey, who's the stranger?

He's not bad-looking,
if you like the type.

I like the type.

Would you look what
he's got on his head? Wild.

I wonder what he's
hunting for here.

Girls, I hope.

All right, that'll
be enough of that.

- Oh, Miss Burgoyne.
- Yes?

This is Mr. Solo. He's going to
spend a couple of days with us.

- Hello, I'm Verity Burgoyne.
- How do you do?

Miss Burgoyne is head of the
Physical Culture Department.

Well, I can certainly see she
meets all the requirements.

Well, how about introducing us?

Get back to the game, girls.

The game, Kish.

You see, Duane is the
only male on the campus.

You're a new rooster in
the henhouse, Mr. Solo.

Well, I've certainly been in
worse barnyards, Miss Burgoyne.

Well, that's quite an
entrance, who is it?

That's Mr. Sutro.

Jason Sutro, the
grapefruit king.

Ah, Miss Partridge,
good morning.

How are you, my
dear? Good to see you.

Mr. Sutro appears
to be another rooster.

Not really. The girls are fond of him
because he always brings presents.

The Pied Piper of Partridge.

Mr. Sutro has also endowed the
school with a new gymnasium and library.

He's really very sweet.

Ah, how are you
today? Here you are.

That little Japanese girl...

I have something special
for her, where is she?

You mean Miki? SUTRO: Yes.

She's home.

Dr. Matsu took her out
of school for a few weeks.

Oh, indeed. PARTRIDGE: Yes.

Mr. Solo, why don't you
and Miss Burgoyne join us?

Thank you. Shall
we, Miss Burgoyne?

Oh, lovely SUTRO: There
you are. There you go.

Ah, Miss Burgoyne, I have
something special for you too.

My favorite perfume. Thank you.

Mr. Sutro, I'd like
to present Mr. Solo.

Ah, delighted. Are you the
father of one of these girls?

Am I the...? Ha, oh,
uh, no. No, I don't...

Uh, actually I'm just an
admirer of all of them.

Mr. Solo is the secretary
to the Begum of Bangerpole.

Perhaps her daughter
will be a pupil here.

Oh, marvelous!

He controls quite a
bit of oil, doesn't he?

Oh, yes, sir. Yes.

Mr. Solo is staying
with us for a few days.

Oh, wonderful. If you're
staying in the guest cottage...

my chauffeur would be
delighted to take you there.

- Gratz! SOLO:
Please, don't go to any...

Something wrong, Mr. Solo?

No, no, not a thing.
Everything is just, uh...

Actually, it's fine. Heh...

A beautifully
executed dive, my dear.

Thanks, Mr. Sutro.

There you are.

You don't see much of that in
Bangerpole, do you, Mr. Solo?

Uh, no. I haven't
seen anything like that.

Uh...

Do you come here
often, Mr. Sutro?

Well, as often as my
business will permit.

You see, I enjoy beauty and
youth and learning, Mr. Solo...

and I find them all right here.

I understand, uh, you've been very
generous to the Partridge Academy.

Gymnasium, library...

Well, I'm a very rich man.

I have no objection to
paying for value received.

You pay very well, Mr. Sutro.

I'm well-known for that.

As a matter of fact, I'm very
open-handed with my employees.

Oh, uh, that's from
your, uh, what, uh...?

Grapefruit business?

Yes, and among other things.

This is the age of
diversification, Mr. Solo.

I see.

See, I pay well because it is
my policy to employ only the best.

Matter of fact, I'm
always on the lookout...

for, uh, a man just
like yourself, Mr. Solo.

Thank you.

Of course, I realize that
you're engaged right now.

I wouldn't dream of trying to
lure you away from a maharajah.

But if the time should come...

I would see that, uh, your rewards
would commensurate with your abilities.

Well, thank you very much,
but, uh, I'm satisfied where I am.

Pity.

Next on the program will be an
exhibition of rhythmic exercises.

The participants will
please take their positions.

It's a remarkable collection
of youngsters, Mr. Solo.

In this group before us...

there are the daughters
of two cabinet members...

the daughter of a prime
minister, and a crown princess.

All right, you can start the
music now, Miss Burgoyne.

Never mind, girls,
it's the wrong music!

I'm sorry.

I don't know how this
tape got mixed up in here.

All right, describe as
briefly as possible...

the social and
economic factors...

that lead to the outbreak
of the Second Punic War.

Well, it was an outgrowth
of commercial rivalry...

between Rome and
Carthage, which was caused...

Put them up.

Miki, we are supposed
to be attentive at lessons...

and we do not play
around with loaded guns.

- Give it to me.
- I'm not playing.

I want you to open
that door and let me out.

I've been in this house
so long I'm going stir-crazy.

- Miki...
- If you don't, I'm going to shoot.

Bang! Right between the eyes.

Please give me the gun.

If I do, will you take me
to a nightclub tonight?

Absolutely not.

- A movie?
- That's out too.

A walk?

You'd take a dog for a walk.

I'm sorry, not even a walk.

Then no gun.

Maybe I won't shoot. I'll just call
up your boss, that Mr. Waverly.

Mr. Waverly, listen, what kind of an
agent did you send out to protect me?

He's the one who needs protection.
I'm holding his own gun on him right now.

Miki, if you do
have to fire a gun...

please remember you have
to take the safety catch off first.

You're cute.

Mmm, maybe.

Kuryakin here.

I'm here at the
Partridge Academy.

I haven't been able to check
the whole room for bugs yet...

but I want you to
listen very carefully.

I'm only gonna say this once.

I'm onto something.

Do you recall that music
coming from the milk truck?

Certainly, it was the
"Brahms' Lullaby."

I want you to play it for Miki
and let me know what happens.

Just a moment.

Do you have a copy...

of the "Brahms' Lullaby"
in your record collection?

Nonetheless, it was done
by Herman and the Hermits.

Shouldn't be any
trouble to get it.

Just buy it...

and put it on your
expense account.

I haven't been reimbursed for
the money I paid out last month.

I'll do it, but this is
absolutely the last time.

Chintzy, aren't you?

A penny for your thoughts.

Hmm?

A nickel?

That how the expression goes?

To be honest, Mr. Solo,
I wasn't thinking at all.

I was just relaxing a little.

Then relax.

How long have you been here?

Almost two years.

Two very happy years.

That speaks very well for
the school and Miss Partridge.

She's one of the
finest women I know.

I have the feeling, uh, there's
more than meets the eye...

between Miss
Partridge and Mr. Sutro.

In what way, Mr. Solo?

Could it be a little romance?

I thought I detected
a gleam in her eye.

Mmm. It was probably because
she was thinking of a new dormitory...

that Mr. Sutro's promised.

- Oh.
- Heh.

Check.

Saved by the bell.

It'll be the delivery
boy with the record.

Don't forget. You're
supposed to tip him.

All right, who is it?

Delivery. Package
for Mr. Kuryakin.

Two dollars and 90 cents, COD.

- Okay, sign here.
- Thank you.

Illya!

- Are you all right?
- Yeah, thank you.

Uh, get the record.

I think it's broken.

You're out $3.

Come on. Come on.

What are you doing in my room?

Miss Burgoyne, this
happens to be my room.

You just tried to
kill me with an axe.

See?

Kill you?

Shh!

You wanna wake
up the whole house?

Quiet!

All right? Now calm down. Okay.

Hold it here just a second.

I keep this with me just for emergencies,
and I consider this an emergency.

Here, take it. Easy, easy.

Okay?

I must have been walking in my sleep.
- Yeah.

It's never happened
before. I... I don't know.

Okay, all right.

Shh.

Get this over you.

Come on.

Miss Partridge, now, before you jump
to any conclusions, please let me explain.

I may be gullible,
Mr. Solo, but I'm not stupid.

I'm afraid it will take a great
deal more than an explanation.

Miss Partridge.

There's nothing here to interest you,
girls. Get back to your rooms, at once.

Tell them Miss Burgoyne
thought she saw a prowler.

Yes, ma'am.

Mr. Solo had nothing to do with
this, Miss Partridge. It was all...

Mr. Solo, a scandal has
never touched my school.

I shall not call the police.

I expect you to be packed
and gone by morning.

You may go to your
room, Miss Burgoyne.

We will discuss
this in the morning.

In the morning, Mr. Solo.

Now, try and concentrate.

If you ask my opinion, I think
the whole thing is ridiculous.

What am I supposed to do
when I hear "Brahms' Lullaby"?

I don't know, that's
why we're playing it.

Anything happening?

Yes, I'm getting sleepy.

Why don't you tell me to do
something? Maybe that'll do it.

Something drastic,
like jumping off a cliff.

We don't have any cliffs.
Why not try the balcony?

Really, Mr. Kuryakin.

Miki?

Something happening?

You're putting me on.

You cared! I really
had you worried.

You thought I was gonna do it.

Of all the childish, stupid...

Miki. Miki, this is no joke.

Miki, will you stop it? Serious.

I can't. I'm under a spell.

Miki, I will give you a
good spanking in a minute.

Supposing Taka
came in and found us?

Oh, I'd just say that
you were attacking me.

That does it.

Kuryakin here.

Well, I haven't heard from you in a
while, so I thought I'd give you a jingle.

Did you play the record?

Yeah, it had no effect
on her whatsoever.

How are things at the school?

Well, as a matter of fact, I just
got kicked out bag and baggage...

for entertaining a member
of the faculty in my room.

I presume she was female.

Very. Yes.

She tried to kill
me with a fire axe.

Illya, the answer is
here. I'm sure of it.

Someone's coming. I'll
have to talk to you later.

- Hey, come here.
- Mr. Solo.

We heard that you
left this morning.

- For India.
- Yeah, yeah, I was supposed to.

Actually, I have a very
good reason for staying.

As a matter of fact, I'm
looking for a place to roost.

The boathouse. It's on the
lake about two miles from here.

No, it's too far.

- How about the attic?
- Oh, that's too risky.

- I'll take it.
- You really wanna be near her, don't you?

Uh, I'm sorry. I
beg your pardon?

You don't have to hide it,
Mr. Solo. It's written all over you.

Oh, yeah? Why don't
read it back to me, huh?

Miss Burgoyne. I mean, you're
in love with her, aren't you?

Oh, right!

- We'll keep your secret,
Mr. Solo. SOLO: All five of you?

No, about 20 altogether,
but we're very trustworthy.

Well, that certainly
takes a load off my mind.

Chickie!

Well, I see the girls are doing
right well by you, Mr. Solo.

We better go now, girls.

I think that's an
excellent idea, Suzy.

Be gentle with her, Mr. Solo.

Gentle.

Be gentle with me, Mr. Solo?

Well, I think under the circumstances,
you could at least call me Napoleon.

You owe me an explanation, making the
girls think there's something between us.

- Of all the...
- Isn't there?

I mean, besides, I really
couldn't disappointed them.

All the world loves a
lover, and you know...?

Anyway, I did
need a place to stay.

Who are you?

Uh, I'm a...

Look, have you ever
heard of an organization...

with the initials U.N.C.L.E.?

Some kind of
security organization?

Yeah, that's
right. I work for it.

What does U.N.C.L.E. have to
do with the Partridge Academy?

Uh...

Listen, why don't
you sit down here?

Okay?

I want you to try
and remember...

everything that happened
last night after you left me.

I went directly to my room.

- Had a cup of coffee.
- Yeah?

- Put on my nightie... My nightgown.
- Right.

And went to bed.

That's all I remember until...

That's all right. Now,
think hard. Think very hard.

Do you remember
hearing any music earlier?

Now that you mention it...

- "Brahms' Lullaby," wasn't it?
- Right.

What's that got to do
with what happened?

Well, you see, you were programmed
to respond to that piece of music.

And when you were in a trance,
you were given a command to kill me.

But why?

Well, uh, we have
reason to believe...

that the school is infiltrated
by, uh, certain evil forces.

And that the pupils here have
been conditioned just as you were.

I don't understand.

Well, the girls here, the pupils,
are daughters of important people.

And therefore, they have access
to equally important information.

I see.

But who's behind it, Mr. Solo?

I think the original tape of "Brahms'
Lullaby" will supply the answers.

And there's only one person
who can help me get it.

You.

What do you want
me to do, Mr. Solo?

Napoleon.

Napoleon. SOLO: All right.

Ahmed...

I think there's something
I should tell you. I...

Why don't you ever
kiss me like that?

Why doesn't anybody
ever kiss me like that?

All right, where is it?

Hello?

May I speak to Miss Miki Matsu,
please? This is Miss Partridge.

Just a moment.

It's Miss Partridge. She
wants to have a word with you.

Hello, Miss Partridge.

I'm calling to find out how
you're feeling, my dear.

Oh, I'm fine, thank you, now.

I am so glad.

When are you
coming back to school?

I don't know. Next week, I hope.

Don't change your
voice or your expression...

just listen to me carefully.

I'm going to tell you
what you have to do.

Yes, I understand,
Miss Partridge.

Thank you for calling. Goodbye.

What did she want?

Just to know how I was feeling and
when I was coming back to school...

and to say how much
everybody misses me.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, I'm just tired.

I think I'll go to bed.

You'll, uh, lock the windows?

Don't I always?

And don't worry, I've,
uh, bugged your room...

so there's nothing
to worry about.

But if you even think there's
something wrong, just yell.

Don't worry, I will.

Good night.

Miki?

Miki!

All right...

Come in, my dear.

I feel like Mata Hari. - Good.

- Where'd you find it?
- Miss Partridge's safe.

She gave me the
combination last year...

when she went to a teacher's
conference in England.

I hope you're wrong about this.

We'll find out in just a minute.

All right.

How do you feel?

I want you to tell me
what you want me to do.

Hmm.

Come on, snap out of it.

Come on.

- All right.
- What happened?

Just as I suspected.
It's very clever.

You take a tune that everybody knows
and give it a music-box arrangement. Hmm.

And you take it from there.

I still can't believe that Miss Partridge
could have anything to do with this.

Solo here.

I'm in a bit of a mess.

I was hit on the head last
night and they took Miki.

Last night? Why didn't
you contact me earlier?

I only just came to.

I was booked by a very conscientious
policeman on a drunk charge...

and illegal
possession of firearms.

Does Mr. Waverly
know about this?

I certainly do, Mr. Solo.

And now I have the unpleasant
task of calling Dr. Matsu...

and telling him
that his daughter...

SOLO: Just a moment.

What is it, Mr. Solo?

It's Jason Sutro's car. It's
just pulling into the driveway.

They got Miki with them. You'd
better get moving, and fast.

Okay. Now, you
stay here. I'm going...

You're both going, Mr. Solo. Up.

Two barrels. You
can take your pick.

She'll get what's left.

Now, get moving.

Just a minute.

Come on.

Go ahead.

I told you, you should've left the
tape with me! What are we gonna do?

There's only one person
who could've taken it.

For your sake, my dear
Hester, I hope you're right.

Have I ever failed you?

All right. Over there.

I found them in
the attic with this.

My most abject apologies,
my dear. Please forgive me.

Watch them closely.

You should've accepted
my offer, Mr. Solo.

Well, the party isn't over yet.

Indeed, how right you are. The
entertainment is just about to begin.

Are you ready?

Indeed I am, Mr. Sutro.

I want you to relax.

There's nothing troubling you.

It's so good to relax.

Relax.

That's very good.

You're a good girl,
Miki. A very good girl.

Good girl.

Do you remember the papers
in your father's safe, my dear?

The ones you took
out and memorized?

Yes.

I want you to recite them to me.

Do you think you could do that?

Yes.

All right, you can
start now, Miki.

Matsu Five.

Top-secret.

Part one.

This project is
based on the data...

accumulated during my research
on the effects of gamma radiation.

The findings, we feel,
are of an enormous import.

The developments
likely to emerge...

can serve as a powerful
force for good or for evil.

- During my research...
- All right, I wouldn't, Sutro.

Drop it. Put it down.

We feel...

Turn it off. Turn it off!

The developments
likely to emerge...

Come on, Verity, get
her out of here. Verity.

Can serve as a powerful
force for good or evil.

Verity, snap out of it.

Come on, get Miki.

- Snap out of it, Miki.
- Verity.

Come on. MIKI: Verity.

All right, now, I will shoot
the first one who follows.

Get back.

Come on!

He fired both barrels.
He's out of ammunition.

Stop!

I don't want the girl hurt.
Both of you, wait outside.

I have a better way.

What are you waiting for?
Do you want them to get away?

Oh, have no fear.
They won't escape us.

Hi, Mr. Solo.

Hey, Miki.

Where are you all going?

PARTRIDGE: Miki. Miki Matsu.

Get away from
Mr. Solo. Run, Miki.

Do you understand me? Run.

- Miss Burgoyne.
- Miki, come back!

Attention, Miss Burgoyne.
Mr. Solo means to harm you.

You have reason to hate him.

You will kill him.

Attention all girls
on the playing fields.

Attention all girls
on the playing fields.

This is Miss Partridge.

Mr. Solo is our enemy.

He wants to hurt Miki
and Miss Burgoyne.

I want you to stop him.

Open Channel D.

- Come in, Mr. Solo.
- I'm running out of time, sir.

We're doing the best we can, Mr. Solo,
but it is the morning rush hour, you know.

I'm going to resume
where we left off, Miki.

- Is that clear?
- Yes.

We have found that by
combining the two elements...

the end result will be
an explosive force...

which will be able to unleash all
the power within in the solar rays.

The other element...

There he is! Kill him!

Quick, he's going under!

Get him! Kill him!

Conclusions. One:

That the force field thus
created is of a degree heretofore...

The girls, call them off.

There he is. Kill him!

What I did, it was...

It was for the school.
Can you believe that?

Attention all girls.

This is Miss
Partridge. Stop now.

I repeat, I want... I
want you to stop now.

Go back to your classes.

And remember you did
what I asked you to do.

And I'm very, very proud...

of all of you.

Mr. Solo, what were you doing in
the pool with all your clothes on?

You sure there won't
be any aftereffects...

on any of the
girls, Mr. Waverly?

I have the unqualified
statement...

of the two foremost experts
in the field, Dr. Matsu.

There's nothing to
fear on that score.

What's going to
happen to the school?

Miss Partridge left it in
her will to Miss Burgoyne.

She was very fond
of Miss Burgoyne.

Why, that's wonderful!

Thank you, Miki.

I still don't know what to
think about Miss Partridge.

All the contradictions.

She really cared for her school.

She was very fond of her pupils.

When she found she
was likely to lose both...

Along came Jason
Sutro, bearing gifts.

Indeed. There's
a moral in all that.

Well, I'll have to
get to other matters.

I'd like propose that we all
have dinner together this evening.

Oh, well, I... I'm sorry, sir.

Miss Burgoyne and
I will have to beg off.

Oh, forgive me, Mr. Solo.
I should have known.

Uh, well, just the
four of us, then.

Illya and I have an
engagement too, Mr. Waverly.

- We do?
- After all, we were cooped up for so long.

I thought we might go
to the Sayonara a Go-Go.

Is that all right, father?

Well, is it all right,
Mr. Kuryakin?

The Sayonara a Go-Go?

Well, I suppose so.

That leaves just you and me,
Dr. Matsu. Shall we make it 7:00?

Why don't we go to my place?

My old housekeeper makes the
best corned beef and cabbage...

this side of Boston.