All language subtitles for Thunderbirds - 01x08 - Operation Crash-Dive1

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'Thunderbirds are go! '

London Tower to Fireflash 3,
you're clear to go.

- That's certainly some aircraft.
- Yes, sir!

Fireflash to London Tower.

Height 15,000 feet.
Climbing to 150,000.

'Permission to leave London area?'

Clear to leave control area.
Report position as you cross the coast.

'Thank you. Will do. Out.'

She's through the sound barrier.

International Air Minister?

Chief Controller,
London Airport, here.

Fireflash 3 took off
without mishap a few minutes ago.

'This is Fireflash 3.

'Position TS 757/AR 436.
Losing height rapidly. Engines...'

This is London Control.
Can you hear me?

Rescue Station.
Mayday from Fireflash 3.

Last position TS 757/AR 436.

Start search operation immediately.

'Air Sea Rescue. Operation Seahawk.
Places immediately! '

Naval Rescue HO.

Please divert all ships nearest to
TS 757/AR 436 to search the area.

- Search aircraft launched.
- Good.

Approaching rescue area.
Commence Operation Seahawk.

'Operation Seahawk. Search negative.'

Roger, Seahawk. Return to base.

Air and sea report search negative, sir.
Fireflash 3 has disappeared.

It's fantastic!
All right, cancel Operation Seahawk.

That plane cost not only £5 million,
but 600 lives as well!

As International Air Minister,

I must ground
all Fireflashes at once!

- Is that clear?
- Yes, sir.

Furthermore,
I want the whole preject tested.

But, sir, we already have carried
out exhaustive tests on Fireflash.

Then, re-check the whole works!

- Understood?
- Yes, sir.

No blame is attached, but there
is a fault which must be eliminated.

Fireflashes are to be grounded
until certified air-worthy.

'This morning, Fireflash
disappeared on a flight to America.

'Earlier this year, a bomb
was fixed to its undercarriage.

'Due to International Rescue,
the plane and passengers were saved.

'This time, there were no survivors.
All Fireflashes have been grounded.'

Sabotage again?

I doubt it. With the precautions
they take now, it's unlikely.

Why should an aircraft like that
suddenly disappear?

Metal fatigue?

It could be anything.
We'd better watch the tests closely.

Despite everything,
it's a great aircraft.

International Rescue Space Station,
this is Jeff Tracy.

'Go ahead, Father.'

I want you to monitor all transmissions
on the Fireflash tests.

'Right, Father.

'I've checked on the crash.

'The crew radioed a wrong position
before vanishing.

'They were 50 miles out! '

That's strange.

- Anyway, Alan, keep listening.
- 'FAB.'

- 'Scott, Virgil, Gordon?'
- We're here, Father.

All stand by. Fireflash is having more tests.
It could mean trouble.

How's it going, Patterson?

Metal fatigue is eliminated.

We're awaiting the results
of the radiation test.

Ah, that could be it now.

Well, all tests show the Fireflash
to be completely OK. So, over to you.

Fly the same course as Fireflash 3.
The plane is in perfect order.

Keep in constant touch with Control.

- What height do we fly?
- 150,000 feet. Anything else?

- No, sir.
- Good. I can't emphasise enough

how important it is
to keep in touch.

Good luck.

Fireflash to Control, over.

'Loud and clear.'

I'm about to start
final ground tests.

'Roger.'

Maintain continual contact
with Fireflash

until she arrives at San Francisco.

'Fireflash to Tower.
Pre-flight test over.'

- Take-off clearance.
- 'Clear to go.'

Full power.

Fireflash to Tower.
Airborne at 2,500 feet.

Climbing to 150,000.

'About to go through sound barrier.'

'Fireflash to London.
Crossing coast at LS 749/AP 428.'

The automatic fixer puts them
20 miles north-west of there!

- 'Everything OK?'
- Yes, sir, fine.

'We're 50 miles from the crash area.'

- Take a position check at the area.
- 'Will do.'

Switching to automatic flight.

So far, so good.

Prepare to check our position.

Elevator power unit negative!

Control, this is Fireflash.
We're having trouble with...

'..stabilisers showing...'

Fireflash is in trouble,
but I can't read them.

'Fireflash to London.
Also having trouble with our gyro.'

- Fireflash, please repeat.
- '..gyro stabiliser trouble.'

Our position is TS 749/AP 428.

Just as we feared.
The same trouble in the same position.

Emergency stations! Instruments
gone haywire. Controls not reacting!

Go ahead, Alan.

Fireflash has sent out a Mayday,

but the signal was too weak
for London.

I can barely hear it myself.

They're 180 miles
from their stated position.

- OK, try to get another fix.
- FAB.

Fireflash is in trouble.
Come up for the details.

Here we go!

Hey, Bob, help me! It's jammed!

Ouick! We're going under!

Come on!

It's no good. It's jammed.

OK, Scott. Take Thunderbird 1 and
establish a base near the crash area.

- Then scan the area.
- Yes, Father.

Virgil, go with Gordon and Brains
in Thunderbird 4.

- Right, Father.
- Keep in touch, Scott.

Will do.

Saints preserve us!
Will you take a look at that!

This is International Rescue.

- Can my equipment go in the barn?
- International Rescue?

- Sure, but the cows are in it.
- They can move over!

Approaching danger zone.

Uh...Virgil, get London Control
to send the circuit diagrams

of Fireflash's electronics.

By radio-photograph?

- Yeah.
- OK.

Ouiet, Kathleen!

Now...uh...the trouble
could be...here somewhere.

Ah! I... I think I got it!

No. I... I haven't got it.

Nothing. There's not a thing
floating in the whole area.

Hmm. Yeah, I... I got it!

If the gyro shaft sheared

it could have damaged the main
hydraulic power supply to the flaps.

Yeah, that would cause
the aircraft to crash.

Could they have crash-landed
on the sea?

It's possible. It depends
on the skill of the crew.

Well, if they had the best crew...

But we'd have received a distress
call from their lifeboat. Unless...

Unless they were trapped inside.
And if the hydraulic system jammed,

the escape hatches would fail.

Do you realise what this could mean?

I-I realise all right.

They could be alive, trapped in the
flight deck at the bottom of the sea!

London Control? Can you hear me?

It's no good.

They can't hear. Not even with
the new transmitter. We've had it.

'Thunderbird 2 from Mobile Control.
Searched complete area.

'Result negative.
You're near danger zone.'

FAB. Launching Thunderbird 4.

Crew may be trapped
in aircraft on sea bed.

Thunderbird 2 from Thunderbird 4.
Commencing launch.

Mobile Control, I need a course
to take me to Fireflash crash site.

Thunderbird 4,
steer 107 degrees, magnetic.

Steering 107.

'OK, Gordon, you're approaching
crash area. Commence search.'

FAB.

Look!

Ouick! Put on the lights!

Say, that looked like a light!

Keep flashing!

It fused!

'Brains, I've found her,
and she's in one piece! '

I can't see any sign of life yet.

'Nice work, Gordon.'

Now...um...yeah...
Now, let me see.

Ah...it's the engines...

- Could they be alive?
- Please, Virgil!

Gordon, cut off the engines
on the tail-plane with a laser beam.

Fireflash will float up.

- Then we can rescue the crew.
- If they're alive...

Bob! There's a frogman!
They've found us!

Virgil, they're alive!
I can see them.

I'm going to send them a message.

Let's hope it works...

Oh... I can hardly breathe.

It's so hot...

- OK, Gordon, she's surfaced.
- 'FAB. Coming up alongside her.'

What's that smell?

What smell?

Hurry! Can't...breathe!
Can't breathe.

- We're on fire!
- I'll get the extinguisher.

Are you mad? We can hardly breathe.

We'll be burned to death!

OK, you guys, as soon as the rescue
capsule arrives, climb aboard.

Come on!

Thunderbird 2 from Thunderbird 4.

The co-pilot is aboard the capsule.
The pilot will be aboard soon.

'FAB.'

'Are you aboard the rescue capsule?
Sing out, if you are.

'I can hear you on the radio.'

- All aboard.
- 'Right, hold tight! '

Thunderbird 2 to Mobile Control
and Thunderbird 4.

She's going up any second!

'The test crew of Fireflash are safe.

'International Rescue saved the day.
We understand from the Air Ministry

'that a report by
the International Rescue eggheads

'may provide an answer
to the technical fault

'which has bugged the Fireflash
in recent weeks.'

Boys, I'd like to add my thanks.
Well done, all of you.

- Where's Scott?
- He flew in a few minutes ago.

His take-off from England
was delayed for some reason.

Sorry, folks. I had to milk
the cows before I left.

Go ahead, Alan.

'I've been listening
to bulletins from London, Father.

'There's a top-level meeting
about Fireflash right now.'

EPU faults originate in the WING.

And the hydraulic faults point
to a problem in the original design.

Super-tension simply wouldn't...

Gentlemen, can I have
your attention, please?

Thank you. It now seems certain

that the Fireflash fault has been
traced to the hydraulic system.

But the cause remains unclear.

So far, we have
three different theories.

All place the trouble
in the starboard wing.

We must pursue these three theories.

The cause of the Fireflash crashes
can only be found when she is flying.

If only we could fly it,
with Thunderbird 2 alongside to help.

Yeah. Could we?

OK, we'll contact London
straightaway.

Tin Tin, take a letter.

I think it's time
for International Rescue to act!

International Rescue want to test
Fireflash over the same route.

If anyone can find the fault,
they can.

They're the best in the business.

Still, Captain Hanson had better
go with them. He knows them.

They saved his life on the maiden flight.
And contact Security.

The operation must be top secret.

No one must fly within a 100 miles
of the flight path.

At the airport there's to be
clearance for International Rescue.

Erm, where was the letter posted, sir?

It may let us know where
International Rescue are based.

- London Airport.
- They never miss a trick!

I've contacted London, Father.
Preparations are under way.

Thank you.
Virgil will be there at noon.

- What type of rescue is it?
- Hard to say,

but Virgil has Pod Four, the diving
escape bell and the laser cutter.

Keep in touch with London Control.
They may need help.

Will do, Father.

Thunderbird 2 is crossing
the British coast now.

Over the coast now!

Good. Let's prepare
for touch-down now, fellas.

They're crossing the coast now, sir.

Line up Fireflash on runway 27.

Yes, sir.

Fireflash from Control Tower.

Taxi out to the end of runway 27
and await instructions.

'Yes, sir.'

Fireflash in position, sir.

Good. Instruct all personnel except
Captain Hanson to leave the plane.

Where are International Rescue now?

- ETA now six minutes, sir.
- Good. Seal the airport.

- Security is operational, sir.
- Right. What time is it?

11.57, sir. And no sign of them.

Don't worry.
They'll get here on time.

International Rescue craft
approaching on flight path 29.

- London from International Rescue.
- 'Come in. Loud and clear.'

Request permission to land.

International Rescue, clear to land.
Do you require runway?

- 'No, will not require runway.'
- Roger. Airport has been sealed.

'Fireflash standing by on runway 27.'

Thank you, London.

- OK, Virgil, everything's laid on.
- Losing height now.

- 12 o'clock, sir.
- Here she comes.

What timing! You've gotta hand it
to those fellas.

Thunderbird 2 has arrived, Father.

'Right, hear this, Alan.'

Maintain constant contact
with Thunderbird 2 and Fireflash.

- 'Clear?'
- Yes, Father.

Nothing must go wrong this time.
Nothing!

OK, Father.
Scott is with Captain Hanson now.

- Can you hear us, Alan, Virgil?
- Hearing you, strength 5.

Me, too, Scott. I'll maintain
contact throughout the flight.

OK, we're switching to open contact.

Thank you, Fireflash. Good luck.

London from International Rescue.

'Ready to start test.'

All right. Clear to take off.

- Scott, we have clearance.
- Thanks, Alan.

It's swell of you
to help us out, Captain.

It's me who is grateful.

When Fireflash hit trouble on its
maiden flight, you saved my life.

It's a privilege
to be able to pay you back.

So long, Scott.

- Through the sound barrier.
- Levelling out.

Scott made a good take-off.

Good. He's handling
the unfamiliar controls.

- 'And Virgil?'
- London's given him clearance.

150,000 feet, on course.
How are you doing, Virgil?

OK, Scott. I'm catching you up.

Alan, I want a position check.

- Scott. Give me your present fix.
- 'LS749/AP 428.'

No, Scott. Your reading is wrong!

'You're 20 miles north-west.'

20 miles!
Gee, that's some miscalculation.

Yeah, it's sure way off-beam.
All right, Alan, thanks.

- 'Tell Virgil.'
- Will do.

Fireflash should report soon.

- Go ahead, Fireflash.
- The automatic locator is faulty.

- 'Fireflash gave a wrong position.'
- Well, that could explain a lot.

There's a problem with the trim.

'The EPU seems...'

Fireflash! Come in, Fireflash.
They've gone dead, sir.

The same pattern.
First the EPU, then the radio goes.

London from Fireflash. London
from Fireflash. Come in, London.

The radio's dead.

- We've lost contact.
- No, we haven't. Not altogether.

- Virgil, do you read me?
- Loud and clear.

The radio is non-functional.

We'll have to relay messages
to London via Alan.

So it's pretty desperate.

- The EPU is negative.
- How about the stand-by?

No good. Fireflash is taking one
colossal crash-dive into the ocean.

I just can't get the nose up!

Scott, I've explained to London
about the EPU and radio failures.

They want you to bail out.

Then we'd never know what the fault was.
We'd be back to square one.

OK, Scott. Let's try that scheme
we discussed earlier.

How long before we hit the water?

Well, judging by
the present rate of descent,

I'd say we've got about 15 minutes.

Did you get that?
We've got 15 minutes.

Right! Be seeing you... I hope.

OK, Scott.
Hold the Fireflash dead steady.

We can do it,
if there's not too much turbulence.

All right. Is Gordon ready?

- 'All set, Gordon?'
- Ready to go.

'Open up! '

That's funny...
I thought I saw someone.

What did you say?

- 'Nothing. I'm just seeing things.'
- Right, stand by to enter wing.

Father, Gordon is checking out
the Fireflash wing.

- How long will that take, Alan?
- It depends on what he finds there.

Where should I start, then?

The EPU is near the cylinders.

Yeah, I think I can see them.

- 'I'll get closer.'
- What's the height now?

40,000 feet.
We've got less than four minutes.

Three minutes.

Hey, how did that happen?
The wires have been interfered with.

The leads into the EPU
have been cut!

What?!

What the blazes was that?

It sounded like a shot.
It couldn't be!

Come on out, International Rescue.

I don't know what your game is,

but there's some vital equipment
here that we don't want to smash.

You know this aircraft is finished!

Soon it'll splash into the ocean
and disappear like all the others.

- One-and-a-half minutes.
- What's going on?

I shouldn't jump.
Your parachute wouldn't open in time.

Oh, yeah?

Gordon! What's going on?
Answer, please! Come in, Gordon?

There's no time to explain.

We've had an uninvited guest
lousing up the works.

But he won't give any more trouble.

We've got 30 seconds. It's too late
to bail out. Can you fix the EPU?

No, Scott. I couldn't re-make
the join in time.

Ten seconds.

'Thanks to International Rescue,

'the Fireflash run to San Francisco
is to be resumed.

'Police authorities have investigated
the sabotage of the aircraft.

'They have unmasked the international
gang bent on aircraft espionage.

'Particular stress was laid on...'

- For Pete's sake.
- At the best part!

Oh, dear. I am sorry.

We were putting the pies in the oven,
and the darn fuse blew.

Gordon will soon fix that, Grandma.

Gordon, what was it you said
after the Fireflash episode?

"Just like fixing a fuse."

Here I go again!