All language subtitles for Hogans Heroes s06e16 The Meister Spy.eng

( theme song playing )

Carter?

Thank you, I needed that.

Colonel, looks like they got
another one of our planes.

That's strange,

there haven't been any raids
near here recently.

All right, gentlemen.
Another guest.

Hi, I'm Colonel Hogan.

I've heard about you, sir.

Lieutenant J.B. Miller,
0876-707.

You okay?

Yeah.

Sorry I couldn't give
you advanced notice,

but he just dropped in.

( laughs )

It was the craziest thing.

We weren't hit,
but we lost all power,

fell out of formation.

We finally made
a wheel's up landing

in a field near here.

Just as I
said before!

He just dropped in!

( laughing )

What outfit?

504th Bomb Group.

Operations Officer?

Lieutenant Colonel Pruitt.

The code is Bluejay.

He's clear.

You did fine.

Any landing you can walk
away from is a good one.

Wouldn't have made it
except for Major Martin.

Observer from headquarters.

He was something.

Kept his head,
took over for the navigator,

spotted a field.

Great job.

Where is he?
In the Commandant's office.

Baker?

Right, sir.

Yeah, our charming
Commandant is probably

screaming his bloody
head off at him.

Come on, you can listen

to Colonel Klink's exciting
indoctrination lecture.

We got Klink's office bugged.

If he gives Martin any heat,
I'll run over.

Good. He's
some guy.

A real hero.

Herr Mayerink,
this is Hans Strausser.

That's Major
Martin!

That's right,
Hans Strausser.

I'm here at
Stalag... uh...

13.

13.

I had to leave London.

I have important
information.

Complete details of the
next allied offensive.

He's a hero, all right,
but for the wrong team.

STRAUSSER:
I suggest you call your top intelligence people

together immediately
to get my report.

So you are really German?

You know, the moment
you came in, I said to myself,

that American officer
is a German agent.

I could sense it.

One hour?

Gut.

Yes, The Templehoff
Hotel, tonight at 9:00.

Danke.

I'll arrange
transportation

from here from
Colonel Klinkle.

Klink! K-L-I...

No, it was really
quite simple.

I, uh, cut the
fuel lines,

the plane lost power,

and then I directed
them to a field

that I'd previously
selected.

( laughs )

The-The fools even
consider me a hero.

Major Martin,
a German spy. Boy that...

I'm looking forward
to meeting you, too.

Hold it, hold it.
That's not gonna do any good.

Yeah, there's
nothing we can do.

( sighs ):
Maybe there is.

Heil Hitler.

Fascinating.

You know, I should be
in espionage work.

I have a great talent for it.

Even as a boy,

I used to write messages
in invisible ink.

Lemon juice.

Colonel, you
never asked for my credentials.

Ah, there's no need for it.

As I told you,
I knew the very minute...

You may call Herr
Mayerink back for verification.

His private number.

Really, Herr Strausser.

That's it. Baker,
I'm gonna need a phone tap.

Miller, listen,
remember everything he says.

Carter?

You heard me,
Colonel.

I require a car.

Oh, I'll take you myself,
Herr Strausser.

Have it ready
in 15 minutes.

As a matter of fact,

I could even attend
the meeting with you.

Now where can I wash up?

Oh, uh, use my quarters.

You know, I could be
of a great help

to your espionage work.

From my study
of allied prisoners,

I could even give
a small little talk.

You know, something
about, know your enemy.

You got it all straight?

I can handle it.

Commandant's expecting us,
Schultz.

Motor pool?

Send my car over immediately.

( knocking )
Come in, come in.

What is it, Hogan?

Sorry to disturb you, sir,
but he insisted.

This is something
you got to hear. You're on.

I must speak
with you, Colonel.

I am Hans Strausser
from German Intelligence.

HOGAN:
Wait, wait, there's more.

There's more.

It is vital I
see Herr Mayerink at headquarters.

I have detailed
information

BOTH:
on the next allied offensive.

( laughing ):
I tell you.

Is that ever beautiful?

Colonel Hogan!

What is all this?

Wait, you haven't heard
the best part.

Where he asks for you
to get him a car

to leave in.

A car?

The wild things

they tell you flyers
will work as escape plots.

Look, Mac, I'm all
for ya, honest,

but you never had a chance.

Not against
an intelligent officer

like Colonel Klink here.

No, certainly not.

Spare him the rest
of the routine

about sabotaging the plane
and the phony phone number bit.

The phony phone number bit?

Nice try, Lieutenant.

I mean, it never would
have worked, not here.

He's way ahead of all of us.

I certainly am!

What about
the phony phone number bit?

We make up a number.

They said chances
are nobody would ever really call it.

Who thinks up these things?

He would have checked out
the number like that.

I'm sorry, sir.

Good night.

I'll dig up a bunk somewhere

for ol' Clark
Gable here.

What a character!

Get me five, six, nine,
three, two, two.

( switchboard buzzes )

Good Evening,
Schimmel's Bakery!

Schimmel's Bakery?

Hello?

Who is this?

Is that you, you no
good Heime Bellheim?

( high-pitched female voice ):
Is it for me, Papa?

Never mind!
( crying ): Papa.

No. You cannot
speak to Helga now.

She's busy
making strudel.

Oh, but Papa!

Now you listen
to me, Heime!

Papa!

You stop calling here,
do you understand?

Don't bother her.

She's a good girl.

Papa, please.

And go away,
do something.

Join the army!

Papa.

What are you doing?

I'm trying...

Oh, shut up.

Did you get the car?

I just wanted to ask you
which you would prefer.

A staff car or a limousine?

Oh, it doesn't matter.

Oh, now I wouldn't want
to do anything

that might offend
a big important super spy

like yourself, Herr Strausser.

What's got into you, Colonel?

Nothing, nothing at all.

It's just that I'm bored
with your charade...

Major Martin!

Major?

If you question my
identity, you can call that number.

I did call that number.

You didn't think I would,
did you?

But didn't
they tell you?

All they told me

is that no good
Heime Bellheim

should stay away
from Helga Schimmel.

Schultz?

Yeah?

Colonel wants you.

I didn't hear him call me.

Yeah, I know, but
why wait till the last minute?

He has a prisoner
he wants locked in the cooler.

( laughs )

How can you think you know
what he wants me to do

before the Kommandant
even thinks

he knows what he thinks
he wants me to do?

Impossible!

KLINK:
Schultz, on the double!

I have a prisoner who is going
to the cooler immediately!

NEWKIRK:
Thank you.

Well, I'm English,
aren't I?

LeBEAU:
Hey, that's close, but not good.

Strausser was loaded,
all right, sir.

Hey, we are staging
a big attack

in the northern
sector

Wednesday
night.

All right,
we'll keep Strausser

under wraps
till then.

London is really
shook up

over how Strausser
found out, sir.

Yeah, somebody high up
in our general staff

is passing on
top secret information.

What?

He said somebody...
Shut up!

You know, with a
little friendly persuasion,

he'd tell us who
his contact is.

Not likely.

But that Mayerink
guy downtown might mention it

if Hans Strausser
or a reasonable facsimile did go

to that meeting
tonight.

You're going to a German
intelligence meeting?

I really had nothing else
to do tonight,

and it is nice to get out
of the house once in a while.

Sounds rough.

I'm glad I'm not going.

I am going?

There's a chance
for a daily double.

While I find the
name of Mr. Big,

you can be taking
identifying pictures

of all the undercover
agents at the meeting.

Camera ready?

Gonna need good light.

You shall have light.

Won't he be able to tell
that you're not Strausser?

From what he said
on the phone,

they've never met.

He'd like me
better anyway.

I'm taller.

( sighs )

Herr Strausser.

Heil Hitler.

This is my pilot, Johann Carter,

a very good friend
of the fatherland.

He's been most helpful.

Uh, come
in, please.

These are my
key people.

Fraulein Kissinger.

HOGAN:
Fraulein.

Guten Abend.

MAYERINK:
And Herr Schneer.

( clicks heels )

This, of course,
is Herr Strausser

and Herr Carter.

( both click their heels )

Now, you say
you have news

about the new
allied offensive?

One moment, Herr Mayerink.

I have followed
your career

in great detail,
Herr Strausser.

That's very flattering.

I even recall
that you once had a hunting accident.

Lost the tip of a
thumb I believe.

Which thumb was that,
Herr Strausser?

The right or the left?

Well, Herr
Strausser?

SCHNEER:
Well, Herr Strausser,

which thumb
was it?

The right or the left?

You have an excellent memory,
Herr Schneer.

Excellent.

But thanks
to some fine German surgery,

you can't really tell which,
can you?

Now, you say

the enemy is planning
a new attack.

Yes, Wednesday evening
through the southern sector.

But we have
not observed any unusual activity

in the south.

Doesn't seem possible.

Are you quite sure?

Would I have taken
this extreme method

of getting through
if I wasn't absolutely certain?

Still, uh...

I think we can assume

that Herr Strausser's
information is correct.

He has a very
high source.

Incidentally,
about my contact...

MAYERINK:
If you will excuse me.

It is urgent that
I order our forces

to move south
immediately.

Meanwhile, there
are refreshments.

Uh, Eva?

Well, at last we meet, Fraulein.

Hmm.

Exquisite.

Danke.

Might I examine it
under the light?

Certainly.

Hmm.

Very unusual.

It's an
Amsterdam cut.

Have you examined
this beautiful stone,

Herr Schneer?

Uh, not in any detail.

Oh, you really must see it
under the light.

SCHNEER:
Yes, it could be an Amsterdam or-or

possibly Roygens.

We have six divisions
moving south,

thanks to your
excellent report.

Danke.

Now, we have
a little surprise for you.

Oh?

A lovely
Fraulein Wesson

who worked with you
in the Pass Sector.

I've brought
her with us.

She is here
in this hotel.

I know you two
are very close.

So take a few minutes.

You have earned it.

She says you are the one man
she could never forget.

Herr Mayerink,
I don't know what to say.

You're too kind.

We are in a harsh service,

but we too are human.

Go.

It's too good
to be true.

What is it?

I can't do it.

I made a pledge

that I would not seek
my happiness

as long as our gallant men
were still fighting.

That not until their Führer
was sitting victoriously

in the White House, only then,

would I look into
Fraulein Wesson's eyes again.

Wunderbar.

I understand.

Yes, well, I must be going.

They've arranged my escape.

I must get back to London
and my duty.

So near, and...

yet so far.

Give me strength.

You've done an excellent job.

One more thing.

Herr Schneer seems uncertain.

He probably would like to know
who my contact in London is.

Perhaps you could explain it
to him.

I'd be glad to.

Herr Strausser's
contact in allied headquarters is...

is so high-placed
that his identity cannot be divulged.

I do not
know myself,

and Herr Strausser can
reveal this information

to no one except
in the presence

of Herr Keppelmann
himself in Berlin.

These are orders,
Herr Schneer.

I'm sorry.

So am I.

BAKER:
It sounds like you did real good, sir.

CARTER:
Got the pictures,

and sent six divisions
to the wrong place.

But you still seem
unhappy, Colonel.

Of course he's unhappy;
who wouldn't be?

He had to pass up
a chance to play

with that little fraulein
at the hotel.

I didn't find out who
our leak is back in London.

You couldn't find out.

Nobody knows who he is.

Hans Strasser knows.

We'll get him to talk.

But they told you,
he won't talk to anybody

except that big cheese
Keppelmann in Berlin.

So...

we'll take him to Berlin.

What are you doing
with the truck?

Talk to your
crazy kommandant!

He said there's
something wrong with the engine,

and we have to fix it
if it took all night.

Well, it's not fair.

Now, listen
to this engine.

It sounds all right
to me.

( whistling )

Wait a minute!

There's a whistle in it.

SCHULTZ:
No, listen.

Don't you hear it?

No, it sounds fine
to me.

Herr Strasser?

Meyerink-- Intelligence.

Oh, finally.

That stupid colonel!

I know.

My apologies.

He will be punished.

Are your people
ready at the hotel?

This is too big
for them.

You'll make your report
direct to Berlin.

Come, we have
a truck waiting.

A truck?

Wouldn't a plane
be quicker?

Yes, but we don't want
the Luftwaffe in on this.

That Goering
and his big mouth.

He'll take credit
for everything. Come.

( whistling )

There it is again--
the whistle!

All right, get
in the truck.

Herr Meyerink,
you understand I must insist

on proper identification.

Exactly my thoughts.

Which thumb did
you injure in that hunting accident--

the right or the left?

The left.

You're Strasser all right.

We can't be too careful.

Tomorrow night you'll be back
with Fraulein Wesson again.

Fraulein Wesson?

You're very kind.

We are human, too.

All right, go!

All right!
I'm going as fast as I can!

Wow, we're
really moving.

Yeah, we got to take
the back roads.

Berlin is just a state of mind.

You don't really
have to be there.

You just have to think you are.

Uh-oh, here comes
a very nasty bump.

Oh, dear.

All right, cut.

He should be out
for at least 15 minutes.

Newkirk, start rearranging
Klink's office.

All right.

Carter,
go get your play clothes on,

and let's get this stuff
out of here.

All set?

Right, sir.

You'd never know it
was the same room.

That is if old Klink
doesn't come back.

He's fast asleep.

LeBeau
doctored his coffee.

CARTER:
Achtung!

How do I look?

Lovely, except
you forgot the mustache.

Is it on straight?

Carter...

Where's the pigeon, sir?

Outside; I'll get him.

Let's hope he's punchy
enough to buy this.

Ja? Ja.

Danke, danke.

Wiedersehn.
Heil Hitler.

Sorry about the blindfold.

Security.

Uh, Colonel Beyer,

this is
Herr Strasser.

As I told you
on the phone,

he has vital
information

about a new enemy
attack in the north.

Yes, be seated.

I will find out
if he can see you.

CARTER:
Who is it!?

Uh... where are we?

The summer place.

I'm sorry the trip
was so rough.

The summer place?

But whose?

( Carter shouting in German )

Why, th-that's...!

He asked to see
you personally.

He has a little office
like this?

Just for weekends.

It's part of the
austerity program.

He feels he should
set an example.

No frills, just a
plain little office.

And out back, just a
plain little 40-room cottage by the lake.

( Carter shouting in German )

M-Moment.

Well, he's... not too happy
with your information.

He is still convinced the attack
will come from the south

because... that's what
the gypsy astrologer told him.

Gypsy astrologer?
He must listen to us!

Do you have any proof?

Where did you get
your information?

Well, I...
Don't tell him.

You know he cannot
reveal his contact

unless Herr
Keppelmann is here.

We'll wait.

I have calls
all over town for him.

Wait a minute, you
want me to go in there

and say that he'll talk to
Keppelmann but not to him?

And that's final,
no matter what!

CARTER:
Who is it!?

You're doing
the right thing.

( Carter yelling )

Quick, outside.

Poor guy must have
hurt his head in the plane crash.

He's all mixed up.

I saw him break
out of the cooler.

But I threw this
on and came over.

I found him rearranging
all the furniture.

I saw that; why?

He told us
he wanted it to look nice

because Hitler
was in the next room

spending the night.

No!

I'll get my men.

We better put him right back
into the cooler.

Can you give me

a couple minutes first?

No, wait a minute.

Just to try to
settle him down.

Two minutes only.
Two minutes.

That man, he looked

just like the guard
at Stalag 13.

You mean the guard at 13
looked like him.

All the sergeants
imitate him.

He's Kurtz--
a real brute.

Der Fuhrer's
personal hatchet man.

A real killer.

What's he doing here?

Don't even think about him.

I've done him a few favors.

He said he'd wait
a few more minutes.

( Carter shouting in German )

You boys
sure picked a bad night.

He's been having trouble.

It's something
to do with Eva

and a sergeant
in the motor pool.

It's been murder around here,
and I do mean murder.

He shot two men just in supper.

Around here,
everything happens in threes.

He wouldn't...

Unless you can verify
your information.

Tell him who your contact is.

That would satisfy him.

Never!
Well, I...

He'll take the name
to the grave with him.

Then I suggest
you make a reservation

with the undertaker.

Without the name
of that contact,

he'll go with the gypsy
every time.

CARTER:
Who is it!?

I'm proud of you.

It's a far, far
better thing you do.

Keppelmann will be
proud of you too, wherever he is.

All right! Time is up!

Let's go!
Raus, raus, raus, raus!

Good-bye.

A brave man
dies but once.

Raus, raus, raus!

My contact--
tell them it's Medwin!

The undersecretary
on the war council!

Tell them it's Medwin!

I'll see that
the word gets out.

All right, Schultz,
take him to the cooler.

Schultz?

That uniform.

You're an American.

Someone around here has to be.

Okay, Schultz,
that's it.

Uh, Colonel Hogan,

it would be better if the
kommandant didn't know

that the man escaped
from the cooler

while I was on guard
duty, you understand?

Let's just say
it never happened, huh?

Thank you.

Of course, it's up to you

to see that none
of his wild stories

get back
to Colonel Klink.

Oh, I'll see to it

that he is in the
cooler for a long, long time to come.

Schultz, it's really
not his fault.

He's been under
such a terrible strain.

Can you imagine him

rearranging all
the furniture

because he thought
that the Führer...?

What's the matter?

I thought I saw... but
it couldn't, could it?

Can it?

Better get
some sleep, Schultz.

You look like
you've just seen a ghost.

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