All language subtitles for T B S01E30 Farewell To Yesterday WEB-DL DDP2 0 H 264-squalor (1)_track3_[eng]

(upbeat music)

- Very nice.

- Thanks very much.

Goodbye.

- Thank you so much, steward.

You've been most kind.

- It's been a pleasure

I hope you enjoyed your trip.

- Immensely.

- The drink locked up?

- All taken care of.

- You off for the weekend?

- No, back to Rome on the
718 in the morning, Whistler.

- Bad luck.

Rob, what's the matter?

- I'm alright.

- You look ghastly.

- I'm alright, really.

I'll be seeing you.

(tense music)

(tires squealing)

(woman screaming)

(crowd screaming)

- Get an ambulance, quick!

- Right!

- Put this under his head.

- Thanks, ma'am.

He's dead.

(crowd gasping)

(dramatic music)

(upbeat jazz music)

(gunshot firing)

(upbeat jazz music)

-[Narrator] The Baron
is brought to you by.

(tense music)

- Morning, David.

- Good morning.

Lady Cheswick called
about the Matisse etching.

- Oh, and said what?

- That she can't afford it.

- Oh, she's a liar.

- Maybe so, but she says
she's not going to buy it.

- Five pounds says she calls before noon

and changes her mind.

- It's a bet.

Oh, and the Washington shop cabled

about the Meissen figures.

They have a firm offer of $2,200.

- Cable them to grab it.

Well, if it isn't
Templeton Green in person.

- Good morning.

Good morning.

Good grief.

Charming.

Well, how are you fellow?

How are you?

- I'm fine.

What brings the Department here?

- Brings?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Just happened to be passing.

- Oh, come on, you can
do better than that.

- Well, there is just a little matter

if you can spare me a minute.

- Sure.

- Privately?

- Come into the office.

- Thank you.

Oh, nothing personal, you understand.

- Oh, of course.

- Well, you gonna tell me
what it's all about, Temp?

- Oh, not Temp, there's a good chap.

Alec, if you like, but not Temp.

Yes, now, where were we?

Oh yes, I thought you
might like a trip to Rome.

Delightful city.

- For the Department?

- In a way, yes.

-[John] Well, that's Cathy Dorne.

-[Templeton] You knew
her once, didn't you?

- Yes, she worked for
me for nearly a year.

- And she resigned, I understand.

- Well, you could put it like that.

She just left.

She didn't show up for work one morning,

and I checked her apartment, she'd gone.

Haven't seen her since.

- Were you, I don't know
quite how to put this,

did you know her intimately?

- I don't know how to put it either.

Where is she?

- Rome.

Calls herself an entertainer,

and sings in a nightclub.

- Look don't you think it's about time

you told me what this is all about?

- Yesterday, an airline
steward, Robert Rawson,

had a brain hemorrhage as he was

driving home from London Airport.

Ugly business.

This was in his wallet.

- So?

- He was working for one of the biggest

art smuggling rings in existence.

Have a look at that.

More your line than mine, I think.

- If I didn't know better, I'd say

that was one of the eight
Medallions of the Faith.

-[Templeton] It is, or so I've been told.

Know anything about it?

- Yes, they were made
for Richard the Lionheart

during one of his Crusades.

- I say, my dear chap,
you really are an expert.

Yes, and Richard presented
them to the eight knights

who were the first Christians Safadin

allowed to worship at the Holy Sepulcher.

All good stuff, you see?

They disappeared, then turned up

around the year 1500 in the treasury

of Lorenzo the Magnificent,
who was then ruler of Florence.

- Well, there's only one error so far.

It wasn't Safadin, it
was his brother, Saladin.

- My chap who prepared this is supposed

to be an authority.

I'll give him a racket when I get back.

- Well, I could have saved
you a lot of trouble.

Lorenzo gave them to the Pope.

They're now part of the Vatican treasure.

- They were part of the Vatican treasure.

- You mean they're
stolen from the Vatican?

- All eight of them.

- That was some job.

You know what they're worth?

- A tidy sum, I imagine.

- I could sell this one
right now for 10,000 pounds.

- How much for all eight?

- Priceless.

The whole set, in the States?

Million dollars.

- Though, of course, Americans do tend

to be a little free with their money.

Well, there you are Mannering,

that's the story.

Yes, that is nice.

- Yes, but where do I fit into this?

- You are who we'd like
to get them back for us.

Didn't I mention that?

- No, you didn't mention that.

- Oh, how careless of me.

Our agent in Rome is a
fellow called Cavendish.

He'll contact you at your hotel.

- Oh, he will?

- I hope you won't think
it presumptuous of me,

but I took the liberty of cabling him

that you'd be flying out to Rome tomorrow.

(jet engine roaring)

(gentle music)

- Mannering?

- Yes.

- Bob Cavendish.

- Hi.

- I'll make it brief.

They're working from a nightclub

on the Via Frassinetti, Nick's Place.

A lot of airline people go there,

pilots and stewardesses.

I'm getting a plane out tonight,

so if, and it's a big if,
they give me a Medallion,

then we know for sure.

- What if they don't?

- Then I've been wasting my
time for the past six weeks.

- What about Cathy Dorne?

- I thought that was your department.

- I suppose it is.

- I can't make her out.

Still, drop into the club for a drink

around 10:00 PM, look the place over.

- Right.

- Come to my room later, 23 Via Angelo.

I better shove off.

See you.

Oh, if you see me at the club tonight,

you don't know me.

Got it?

(upbeat surf music)

Nick around?

- He might be.

- Suppose you tell him I'm here.

- I'll try.

Nick, Cavendish is here.

- Send him in.

- Nick, I don't like him.

The Medallions are the
biggest job we've ever done.

- Send him in!

Now, Dino, if Cavendish steps out of line,

you know just what to do.

- Nick will see you.

- Good.

(foreign language)

- Are you greedy, Mr. Cavendish?

- Very.

- Good, because we've
decided to trust you.

I hope for your sake, we
haven't made a mistake.

I also figure that for 1,000 pounds,

you can keep your mouth shut.

- Like a clam.

- Well, we want you to
take this to London for us.

- What is it?

- Now, that doesn't concern you.

Just conceal it on your person

and take it to London
on your flight tomorrow.

- That's all?

- That's all.

- Then we're in business?

- Good night, Mr. Cavendish.

- Good night.

- Cathy.

- Johnny.

- Would you join me?

How about a drink?

- I don't usually drink
with the customers.

- Is that how you classify me?

- No.

I'll have a double scotch on the rocks.

- Been a long time.

- Almost two years.

What are you doing here?

-[Mannering] Sight-seeing.

- Oh, come on.

You saw all there was to
see of Rome years ago.

- Apparently, you saw all
you wanted to see of London.

What have you been doing
since you walked out?

- Well now, let's get this straight.

I left.

You walked out.

- The thing we had going for
us wasn't happening any more.

- Well, not for you perhaps.

I didn't feel like sitting around waiting

for the quiet dinner when
you'd tell me we were through.

- Well, I'm sorry.

I just don't like to see
things get too serious.

- My trouble.

I always take things too seriously.

I get them hideously mixed up.

Thank you, Marco.

- Anything else?

- That's all.

- Who is Cathy's friend?

- I don't know.

- Is he English?

- No, American.

- Okay.

- I'm busy, Dino.

- Cathy has made another contact,

and he's not air crew.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

- Who's so interested?

- Oh, that's Nick.

- The owner?

- Of everything.

- Including you?

- No, on me he just has a long lease.

- Sounds like a great fella.

- Oh he is, absolutely
divine, and I'm mad about him.

He's the rottenest man I've ever met.

Get the picture?

- Yeah, I get it.

What's in it for you?

- Don't know.

I've tried everything else.

On his side, I amuse him.

- Can we go somewhere and talk?

- We can go to my place.

- Now?

- Even sooner.

-[Nick] You going somewhere?

- Yes, I'm going home with an old friend.

- There's another show to do.

- Well, you do something, Nick.

You could dance, or
juggle, or cut your throat.

That should amuse the customers.

- Don't.

(upbeat jazz music)

(tense music)

-[Mannering] You still haven't told me

why you left London.

- Does it matter?

- Matters to me.

- Oh, I don't know Johnny, I just,

I just had to move on.

I can never stay put.

- Searching for what?

- Some kind of perfect perfection?

I always think the next
Danny, or Luigi, or Nick

is gonna be the one.

- They never are, are they?

- No, they never are.

It always ends up the same way.

- Cathy you're a very beautiful girl.

- Oh, yes.

Beautiful, and ripe, and sweet.

Sour as a lemon.

I'm no use to anybody,
least of all myself.

- Maybe I can help you.

- You want to reform me?

- No, no.

I don't think you need reforming.

- You must be kidding.

I'm a liar, a lush, and a tramp.

- Oh, come on.

- Do you know there are some days

when I think I'll be
positively insane by nightfall.

Oh, I don't know what it is.

Maybe it's me, maybe it's Rome.

You know, the Dolce Vita kick.

Maybe it's Nick.

- You love that guy?

- That word.

- Then leave him.

Leave him, leave Rome.

- And go where?

- Back to London.

- With you?

- With me.

- You mean you'd take me back?

- I'd take you anywhere.

- Look this isn't just charity, is it?

I mean, you're not saying this

because you're sorry for me?

- No.

- Oh, Charlie.

I'll do it.

I'll come back to London,
start all over again,

clean as though nothing's happened.

(tense music)

- Hi.

- Nick Volanti, this is John Mannering.

- We've met.

You've got another show
to do for me tonight.

- She's quitting.

- He's kidding.

My car's downstairs.

I'll wait for you for five minutes.

Good night.

- Goodbye, Johnny.

- Cathy, that offer still stands.

- Look, do me a favor.

Mind your own business.

Let me go to hell in my own way.

(tense music)

- Nick has a message for you.

- Well, come in.

- There has been a change in plans.

- What do you mean?

What's wrong?

Drink?

- When you leave Nick's place tonight,

I followed you.

You sent a telegram.

- So I did, to my wife.

- I thought she'd lived in Cornwall.

- She does.

- Then why send a telegram to London?

- I didn't!

- Liar!

For a lousy 5,000 lira the
telegraph clerk talked.

Why should an airline steward
send a message in code

to a foreign office in London?

What was in it?

- Wouldn't you like to know?

(tense music)

- Hello, hello?

- Who was it?

- They took them, the Medallions.

Nick, and Dino.

(tense music)

♫ Every time

♫ You vow this time

♫ Will be forever

♫ Cry my heart

♫ And swear you'll look

♫ Before you leave my heart

♫ To love again

♫ But there you go

♫ Forgot your part

♫ You'll never love

♫ So cry my heart

♫ But there you go

♫ Forgot your part

♫ You'll never love

♫ So cry my heart

(applauding)

- Cathy!

I want to talk to you.

- I have nothing to say.

- Why did you come back here tonight?

It can't be just Nick.

- I told you, I'm no good.

- I'm beginning to agree with you.

- Well, that makes two of us.

- Cathy, you're keeping dirty company.

Now, sooner or later, you're gonna have to

make up your mind which side you're on.

- Don't worry, Dino.

- Okay.

He's here again.

- Who?

- The friend of Cathy's, the American.

- Mannering.

- You know him?

- Yeah, I know him.

- Look, he's the man who
saw me leave Cavendish.

- You're sure?

- He must know I killed him.

- Then why hasn't he called the police?

- I don't know.

Why's he hanging around?

What's his angle, huh?

- You wait here.

Mannering, look I'll
get right to the point.

I don't like your face.

- Funny, that's how I feel about yours.

- Yeah, but I got an advantage.

It's my carpet you're standing on,

my bar you're leaning against,

and my liquor you're drinking.

I own the place.

Now, I'm asking you politely to beat it.

You can either leave nice and quiet,

or I can get a half a dozen of the boys

to toss you out on your ear.

How do you want it?

- Why don't you bring on the boys?

When we finish with this place,

it won't be worth owning any more.

- Marco!
- Please.

Look, for my sake, will you leave?

I don't want to see you any more.

- If that's what you want.

- Now talk.

He's a man I knew in London.

- An affair?

- To remember.

- Well, forget it.
- I have.

- What's he do?

- He's got three of the most exclusive

antique shops in the world.

- He ever mention the Medallions?

- No.

- You liar.

- Nick, I swear.

He never mentioned them.

Look, please, I'm tired.

Can I go home now?

- Well?

- He's an art dealer.

He's after the Medallions himself.

He could get in our hair.

- And knowing about Cavendish,

can make plenty of trouble for me, eh?

- You getting old, Dino?

You getting so you don't know
how to take care of trouble?

- Oh sure, I remember.

(dramatic music)

(grunting)

- You're kind of inquisitive

to make a good assassin, do you know?

- I meant you no harm.

- The way you meant Cavendish no harm?

- Don't kill me, please.

- Now you go back to Nick and tell him

it's no good to send a
boy to do a man's work.

(dramatic music)

(screaming)

- You know, you make me laugh.

Oh dear, I must be drunk

otherwise I'd be afraid to say that.

- Where's the ginger ale?

- I think we're out.

- You know, I'm getting a little bit tired

of you getting smashed every night.

- You know you amuse me most
when you try to show off,

when you pretend to know
about politics, and wine.

Could I ask you something?

- Yeah, what?

- Why were you deported from America?

- I'd drop it.

- Was it for bad taste?

- Now listen, Cathy!

- You know, you spent all
those years in New York

and you got about as much
polish as the bark of a tree.

I mean, take that suit.

- For your information, this suit

cost 130,000 lira.

- Oh, I didn't say it wasn't expensive.

I mean, your shirt's expensive,

and your shoes are expensive.

A lot of money, and a lot of thought,

and it's all wrong.

What's that saying?

You can't make a silk ear (laughing).

Oh lord, I got that backwards.

- Now, cut it out.

- I've got it!

You can't make a silk
purse out of a sow's ear.

And, that's what you are.

All the fancy suits and manicures,

couldn't conceal what you are, Nick.

- And just what am I?

- Oh, you're gorgeous.

- No, no, no.

Come on, say it.

What am I?

- You're a well-dressed, handsome,

vulgar, common, little, rat.

(tense music)

- Yeah, that's right.

You sure can soak up the sauce.

- It helps deaden the pain.

- Well, you can drink yourself
to death for all I care,

but you're in this deal with me,

and you're staying in, understand?

- Yes.

- You'll either do what I tell you,

or you'll spend the rest
of your life in jail.

- But I didn't kill him!

It was an accident.

You know that!

- Yeah, sure, I know it,

but if I don't say so,
you haven't got a chance.

They'll convict you of
murder, remember that.

Oh, and anytime you feel
like double-crossing

this vulgar, little, rat;
you just go right ahead.

(phone ringing)

Hello.

- You are wrong, Nick.

Mannering knows.

- What are you talking about?

- He knows I killed Cavendish.

He's going to the police.

I'm afraid to go home, Nick.

- Now, slow down, Dino.

Listen, Dino, you go to Luigi's place.

He's on a vacation.

You can pick up the key from Marco.

- I want out, Nick.

For good.

I want my share of the money.

I want to leave Rome.

Please, Nick.

- Okay, okay, Dino, if
that's what you want,

but go to Luigi's and relax.

Nobody will find you there,
and I'll see you tomorrow.

(tense music)

Well, Cathy, there's gonna be a showdown.

- Call Templeton Green and tell him

I think something will break tonight.

- Okay.

When do you expect to be back?

- Probably in a couple of days.

Right.

Goodbye, David.

(doorbell buzzing)

Who is it?

- It's me, Cathy.

Could I ask you a question?

- Come in.

- Did you mean any of the things

you said to me last night?

- I meant all of them.

- You're all the same,
every man I've ever known.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- You're after the Medallions, aren't you?

- What makes you think so?

- All that sweet talk about
taking me back to London.

Just window dressing, wasn't it?

The good, old Texas come-on.

- You're wrong.

- You only came to Rome to
track down the Medallions,

isn't that true?

- Yes, but that doesn't
mean everything I said

was a good, old, Texas come-on.

- Oh, forget it.

I get the message loud and clear.

Dino has the Medallions.

They're at this address.

They're there now, but he's leaving

with the papyrus at 8:00 tonight.

- Why are you telling me this?

- It's what you want, isn't it?

- That's right.

- Right, well you've got it,

but if you take my advice, you'll run

as far, and as fast as you can.

You don't know what you're fighting.

I mean, they're very
dangerous, Dino and Nick.

Well, don't say I didn't warn you.

Goodbye Johnny, and good luck.

You're gonna need it.

(dramatic music)

(knocking)

- Nick?

(foreign language)

What took you so long?

- Dino, I had a lot of
arrangements to make, huh?

Here you are, Dino, your
share of everything,

up to date.

- Oh, thanks Nick.

For a while I thought maybe.

- What that I'd double-cross you?

- No, no, not really.

- I'm expecting a car in 20 minutes

to take you to Naples.

There's a boat leaving for
North Africa at midnight.

- I hate running out on you Nick.

- That's okay, Dino.

There comes a time in every guy's life

when he's got to lay low, huh?

Things will blow over,

and if you want to come
back, Dino, that's okay too.

- Thanks, Nick.

I knew you'd understand.

- I always understand.
- Nick!

(gun firing)

(dramatic music)

(gentle piano music)

-[Nick] This is gonna work fine.

-[Cathy] Yes.

- Perfect.

- I suppose they've arrested him by now.

- Like you care?

- No.

- You don't sound too sure.

- Oh, I'm sure.

- Look, they won't hold him
beyond tomorrow morning.

I told you that before you set him up.

All I needed was Dino out
of the way, and a breather,

until we're on that train.

- Nick, Nick, are you sure you want me?

- Like I said so, didn't I?

- Look, if you don't
want to take me with you,

for God's sake say so, and
don't lead me on like this.

Nick.

- Look, we're gonna be married, aren't we?

- Are we?

- Sure we are.

- Is that all you've got to say?

- Look, I'm sorry baby.

You know I've got a lot on my mind.

- Yes.

- Look, I love you, good
or bad, drunk or sober,

I love you and I always will.

- That's all I wanted to know.

- Alright, now beat it.

Get home, and get your bags packed.

- What time's the train?

- 9:00, I'll pick you up at 8:00.

- I'll be ready.

- Goodbye, Marco.

- Goodbye.

Boss, did you mean all that?

- Are you kidding?

This is how I keep her quiet,
until I get on that train.

And for all I care, she can drop dead.

- Look, the gun was in my hand

because Nick Volanti
probably put it there.

Now, while you're talking to me

he's probably catching a plane.

- Well, (foreign language)
my patience is at an end.

A man has been shot, and
you're under arrest, so come.

(grunting)

(foreign language)

(whistle blowing)

(dramatic music)

(yelling)

(foreign language)

(whispering)

(doorbell buzzing)

- Surprised to see me?

- Well, yes.

- Where's Nick?

- I don't know.

- The doorman at the club said

he was catching a train at 8:00, where to?

- At 8:00?

- I guess you thought
you were going with him.

- 8:00, are you sure?

- That's what the doorman said.

He got in a taxi.

- Oh, I suppose I should have known.

He told me we were taking
the 9:00 express to Geneva.

- That's not gonna happen, Cathy.

- I never do anything right, do I?

- Listen, you did a fair
job of setting me up

for a murder charge.

- Well, I knew they'd
release you after 24 hours.

- You couldn't be sure about that.

Why did you do it?

- Nick made me.

- Nick made you?

What's happened to you, Cathy?

- I told you I'm rotten.

Maybe that's why I thought
I'd be happy with Nick,

he's rotten too.

He said he'd marry me.

- Well, why do you do
everything he tells you?

What's he got on you?

- You remember the Dicrespi Case?

- Count Dicrespi, yes.

- Rome's most eligible bachelor.

- Found dead on the beach or something?

- Well, there was a lot of talk

about a mysterious blonde, remember?

Well, it was at a party,
and he got very drunk.

He started to maul me,
but I gave him a shove

and he fell down the patio steps.

Nick was the only witness.

- I see.
- Oh look, please.

I've been over this a million times.

Nick could send me to jail for life.

- Cathy, you wanna change the pattern?

The night express to Geneva
is leaving Rome right now.

Have you got a car?

- Yes.

- Then, come on.

We'll catch the train at the first stop.

- Right.

(dramatic music)

- Well, Marco, we made it.

(foreign language)

You have a new name, and a new passport,

and a new future in Switzerland.

I'll be an American businessman

who's never been to Rome in his life.

- We'll never catch him.

- We might.

We've got a 50/50 chance.

- But, Port Eretencio is the first stop,

and that's over 40 kilometers away.

(engine revving)

(train whistle blowing)

(upbeat jazz music)

It's slowing down for Port Eretencio.

(dramatic music)

You okay?

- Yes.

What do we do now?

- Find Nick.

You take the front half, I'll go this way.

- What do I do if I find him?

- Nothing, meet me here in 10 minutes.

- Good evening, Signor.

You are in what compartment?

- In none at the moment.

- You have reservations?

- No.

- A ticket?

- No, sorry.

- Signor, I'm sorry, the
First Class section is full.

- Maybe you can find something.

- The train is full, sorry.

- I know, I can tell by
the look on your face.

Maybe this will improve your courage.

- Look after the bags.

- Marco, go get me a
couple cigars, will you?

The steward will have some.

(foreign language)

(train clanking)

(tense music)

(screaming)

Who is it?

- It's me, Marco.

- Cathy.

Well, you just can't take no
for an answer, can you baby?

Is she alone?

(foreign language)

If there's anything that makes me sick,

it's women who glue themselves to a guy.

Now, how'd you get on this train?

- Same way you did.

- You're a liar.

I tell you the train left at 9:00,

it actually left at 8:00.

Who straightened you out on the time?

Mannering?

Must have been Mannering.

Is he on this train?

Come on, baby, give!

Is he on this train?

You're a liar.

Marco, find him.

(foreign language)

Well, baby, you're the
biggest drag in town.

What did I ever see in you?

(tense music)

- Sorry, I was looking for a friend.

(grunting)

(wind blowing)

Where's Nick?

There's a tunnel coming up,
you could lose your head.

You've got about 20 seconds.

Where is he?

(train whistle blowing)

Where is he?

- Alright!

Compartment 73.

73!

- You just made it, pal.

(grunting)

- Well, Cathy, you've become

an embarrassment and a liability.

I'm going to have to
do something about it.

Yeah, we should be coming
to the Castilla Bridge soon.

(tense music)

- Come here.

(foreign language)

Just shut up and do what I tell you!

Now, you just stand here, and
keep pounding on this door.

Alright, Nick, open up!

- Excuse me!

(train clanking)

- How dare you!

- Don't close this window.

I might have to come back.

- An American.

- Obviously.

(train clanking)

(door knocking)

(gun firing)

(dramatic music)

Keep an eye on this man.

Police want him.

You alright?

- Under the bottom lining.

- Cathy!

- Oh, it hurts.

It hurts.

- I'll get a doctor.

- No, please.

Please, hold me.

- Cathy, listen to me.

It's all over now.

You'll be alright.

We'll go back to London.

- Hold me.

I never was very good at being brave.

I didn't let you down this time, did I?

- No, you didn't.

- When we were in London, you
loved me then, didn't you?

- Yes, Cathy.

- Thank you.

(somber music)

(upbeat music)