All language subtitles for S02E09 - K is for Kill; Tiger by the Tail (2)

Mysterious attacks on villages in England.

And in France.

Fire!

Attacks by Russian soldiers.

Fire!

Soldiers out of cold storage.

And controlling them the sinister
colonel Stanislav.

And against him Toy.

In 1945.

Russian ambassador and an old friend.

I like Paris.

The attacks were contained.

Then suddenly ...

World war three?

Martin, seems it isn't all over.
Another attack.

Must be an isolated group
overlooked by the palace.

- Perhaps.
- There's one way to find out.

Just two.
- I was right.

An isolated pocket of resistance.

One of them was carrying it.

Yes, I'm having their targets were here.

What about this?

Used to be an ammunition dump.

And this?
- Used to be a barracks.

Used to be?

Seems to be the operative word,
doesn't it colonel?

Small army with out-of-date equipments
attacking out-of-date targets.

May be they've been out of
radio contact for a while.

Like 30 years?

We'll find out.

When we interrogate the prisoners.

I regret colonel Martin. There are
no prisoners left to interrogate.

But ..they were prisoners of war.

Who was responsible for such barbarity?

Age. Just age colonel.
They all died the natural death.

See for yourself.

Hello Mike.

They're all the same.

But ..but how?
Why?

Total degeneration.

Gambit speciality.

A speeded-up process of senility.
That is the how it colonel the why.

I'm still working on.
- Any more bugs?

Yes.
Those have examined so far.

On autopsy, I've removed from the skull
of several of the dead men this.

Some kind of radio device.

Transmitter, receiver.

We will have our electronic experts
check it out.

This is more like it.

I really feel I'm back in France now.

Can we do something special this evening?

Une nouvelle exposition au Louvre ?

Yes, yes.
Com�die fran�aise.

You said that with a positive
lack of enthusiasm.

Monsieur?

You're worried, aren't you?

Can't sure.

- World war three.
- The Russian ambassador.

That's what he said world war three.

But not with any conviction, did he?

I don't know.

Then call him back and ask him.
- I can't.

Toy is ideologically oppose to me.

He's a good friend.

He'd only embarrass him if i called him.

So you've got to wait for him to call you.

Reading between the lines the danger is over.

You think so.

The French authorities have rounded up
or killed 250 of our secret army.

Our brave men.

Unfortunate that they had to
end up in such a way.

But it is better for all of us
in the long run.

It might easily have escalated into
another world war.

- Yes.
- Anyway, it is over.

250 men.

That was our entire force, was it not?

Our entire force.

You will be able to return
to Moscow now, colonel.

I think, I shall stay a day or two ...

... sample the dubious delights
of western decadence.

Bonjour.

Remember Dr.LeParge.

Seems that she and I share
the same interest in.

I'm sure that you will find that
you and Steed also have much in common.

Unfortunately, Gambit and I have
other things to do.

Wife swapping him for daylight.

The world is changing.

Now, just a minute, she's with me.

- Steed's a gentleman.
- That's disputable.

Oh, well, as you said.
There's other things to do.

It's scavery. It's obviously
gone to your head ...

... and you finally decided to let me ...
- Work.

Work to do.
- Work?

- Steed's worried.
- So am I.

Look, we've got to check out
every single dead soldier.

These are the personal effects of every men.

A cable from comrade Toy.

From our embassy in Paris.

Get me Toy on the phone immediately.

Scrambled line.

Gambit.

Camrade Kerov,
the number was quite clear, 250 men.

You told to colonel Stanislav this?
- Yes.

Is something wrong comrade.
- Very wrong.

The full complement of our secret army was 252.

The two missing men are undoubtedly
key agents on special assignment.

One of them is Stanislav's own father.

Where is the colonel?
- Out of the moment, but ...

Prepare papers to arrest.
Arrest him and return back here.

Yes, I ...

What would a Russian soldier be doing
with a deposit slip in his boot?

And a very old one of that
february 1946 under personal serial.

Two of you have been selected
as key agents for a special assignment.

You will be activated at the same time
as the conventional fighting units,

but you will not be awakened
until at least 48 hours later.

Hey, monsieur!
What you doing here?

This is private ...

I don't really, know what we're doing here.
- We're helping Steed not to worry.

Or we're pushing him
towards a nervous breakdown.

Dead.

Stabbed.

Soldiers.

Square one.

Do you realize that
the fourth depository will be to?

And there are nine more to go.

Because we have to ...
- We have to stop Steed's worry.

You are a brave man colonel,
but also a foolish one.

Moscow contacted you.
- 252 men.

Why did you not speak about
the other two men?

Because ...

Because between them they are the key
to the whole situation.

250 fighting men.

Dead, yes.

Expendable yes, but their task was
always just to harass.

But the two key agents.
They could start it.

- Start what?
- World war three.

It has to come comrade.

We all know that.
And it is the aggressor who will win it.

No one will win a third world war.

None will survive to be the victors.
I konow that.

And happily, now, so do the powers
that be in Moscow.

Milk and water men.

Sensible men. Responsible men.

I am making out a warrant
for your arrest, colonel.

You will return home to stand trial.

Comrade Toy is under arrest.
Spesial alarm to Moscow.

- No! You fool It is he you must arrest.
- You can read I suppose.

An official document of arrest
and whose name do you see upon it.

You lock him away and keep him
in communicado until feather orders.

No. Colonel, you cannot do this.
- Take him away.

After him. Kill him.

Now, next ...

Gambit.

Empty.

Not quite.

A bullet. - No ordinary bullet.
Long-range magnum. Explosive tip.

An assassin's work.

Toy?
- Steed. I must talk to you.

Without saying hello?
Without taking my hand in comradeship?

- This is urgent.
- Well, it must be. Now ...

Come through.

I'm just mixing myself with scotch and soda
And you look as though you could use one.

Steed, but ...

There's an old western custom.
Scotch whiskey inside.

Optimistic glow outside.

Now, what is it?
World war three again?

It could be, if we don't move fast.

Tell me from the top.

It was in the old days of the cold war.

We did not know which way the west would jump.

So we decided to stay one jump ahead.

So we planted a small army
in every european country.

Planted sleepers?
- Literally.

A method of suspended animation.

Guerrilla fighters hidden away
in various storehouses.

All of them sleeping
a scientifically induced sleep.

All to be awakened,
when or if the time came.

Awakened by a ...
- A radio signal?

A transmitter buried in the play.
- Yes.

How did you know?

I can still put two and two together.
- And make six.

You are my kind of man, Steed.

The radio signal was to be sent
from one of our satellites in orbit.

The system would only be used
in the event of impending war.

Strike first.
Steal a march on us.

From behind the line.
- Yes, but ...

... something went wrong.

A wire crossed. The transistor fused.
I don't know.

All I know is that the signal was triggered
while the satellite was over France.

Hence the small war that
we're involved in now.

There's something else, isn't it?

The guerillas have been
overcome by the soldiers,

but there's still something else.

Two K. agents at large.

- K agents?
- K. for kill in any language.

Two highly trained assassins
with specific targets.

If either they're to reach those targets,
our countries, the whole world ...

... will be plung into irrevocable war.

What targets?

Toy?

Only you can save the world now.

Stay back or she dies.

You're gonna have to kill us both anyway.

We're witnesses.

A bullet can be beaten.

It travels atupwards of
one thousand miles per hour,

but it can be beaten ...

... anticipated, deflected.

I've only seen it done once.

But it can be done.

Gambit, that was the stupidest,
most ridiculous ...

... most beautiful thing I've seen

Never mind.
Steed.

Straight through the heart.

He taught us everything we know.

He was good.

And honest ...

... and true.

And he's still alive.

He can't be.
How can he be?

Because I'm a gentleman.

I don't smoke myself.

But I carry them around for those
of my friends who foolishly do.

Oh!
This is delighten.

But we should get our priorities right.

Stopping world war three comes first.

Don't you think?

He was my friend.

He came to warn me.

And he lost his life.

He wanted to warn you.
But warn you what?

Two assassins with top priority targets.

- Who?
- I don't know. He didn't tell.

Perhaps it wasn't so vital.

Well, so far all the targets have been
30 years out of date.

But there are some targets that never change.

I know, you don't believe me.

In fact, I find it hard to believe myself.

Agents planted 30 years ago.

Satellite signals that went wrong.
- Exactly.

In fact, what we're up against gentlemen ...

... is an accident.

Their ambassador told you all this.
But he is dead.

So it is an unconfirmed report.
- Steed has confirmed.

Yes. Yes, we have our English friends word
on it, but ...

... it remains unconfirmed by a French source.

It fits the facts as I know then.

The facts we have from you colonel
are still under review.

- But ... - Grateful as we are for English friends interest.

I see no reason to alarm the president or
the premier of an unconfirmed report.

But we could send a memo to security
tell them to tighten up their vigilance.

What happened?

They're going to send a message a memo to security.

Bureaucracy.

So we're on our own now.

Not quite.

I believe in you Steed.

Officially my hands are tied.

Unofficially ...

... let's have a council of war.

Well, while you're discussing the campaign,

... I think, I'll take another look
at the battlefield.

A museum.
General Gaspard.

He was a revered and gallant soldier.

He was a true son of France.

He was.

Found these on the assassin's body.

Another out-of-date target.

Out of date or not.

He will be buried with full military honours.

He lived like a soldier.
- And certainly, died like one.

One being the operative word.
Two key agents.

One down.

And still one left to find.

That is every liquor we stock Monsieur.

Monsieur is making some kind of wager?

Monsieur is making some sort of publicity?

Monsieur is making up for lost time.

- This isn't newly cured.
- New? No.

It has been on the market for
I don't know 25 years.

Even more.
- Exactly. New.

Excess is not pleasure.

Pleasure is one degree below excess.

You would tell me that
when I was just a child.

Father.
Dear father.

It's hard to understand.
I know, I know.

Your old wooden house below the steps.

The sound of The Volga
in the full flood of spring.

And like glazed glass in winter
our skates would make a sort of shh noise.

We went across to collect
the hot bread from Mother Zabolski.

My first pair of skates. You made for me
with your own hands father.

Stanislav.

My son.

The world is changing.
But not for the better.

Stanislav.

But how?

I waited outside the warehouse.
Until you ...

Until you awakened father.

Since then, I have followed you.

Give me a good man to protect my back.

And I shall march forward without fear.

I remember.

Stanislav ...

... you have grown strong.

I have grown old,
but you father ...

... you are still youthful.
Full of purpose.

The war? If i have been awakened.
- The war is very close.

It will start very soon.
I promise you.

And Minsky. The other key agent. Is he ...
- Minsky is dead.

But he didn't die fruitlessly.

He achieved his aim.

This general Gaspard.
He was important?

Important, respected, loved.

He will be buried with full military honors.

Good, good.

Stanislav.

Even in the old days,
you outstripped me.

The day you gave us the final briefing.

You were a captain then.

And I merely a sergeant major.
- I am a colonel now.

Oh, you have done well my son.

You will do even better my father.

It is unfortunate. Very unfortunate that
general Gaspard is dead.

Particularly for him.

It will mean a funeral of course.

Unless we bring in a taxidermist
and have him stepped.

Colonel Martin your sense of humor is
to say the least most odd.

Just like your English friends.

Gaspard's death is unfortunate.

Because it would mean altering
the president's itinerary.

You will have to attend
the funeral of course.

Naturally,
Gaspard was a true son of France ...

... but it will be most inconvenient.

And yes colonel, I know.

It is inconvenient for poor departed Gaspar too.

Fortunately, the general will be
buried in his village cemetery

And equally fortunately
that is an area easy to secure.

So we should be able to get it all over
with the minimum of fuss.

And rapidly go back to the
real business of government.

The lighting is very pretty.

Either you're not well
or you're both somewhere else.

Or somewhere else is where
we ought to be.

Otherwise you'd have to drag me there.

I mean, why should I want to go
to a show like that, huh?

I'm a girl, I'm a girl.

I am a girl and I will not let
that fact go unnoticed.

She is a girl.
- Indisputably.

All right Purdey,
we've taken a vote on it ...

... and you're quite definitely

... a girl.

Of course, the vote wasn't necessarily ...

... unanimous.

Glory Paris.

You're still a girl.

Look, there's something
bothering you, right?

- Right. - And there's something
bothering you, right? - Right.

Then why don't you both bring
your bothers out into the open ...

... and compare them?

- General Gaspard.
- Generla Gaspard.

- But what?
- I don't know, I'm not sure.

The photograph.

The photograph, right.

The photograph of Gaspard
the assassin was carrying ...

- ... is too new.
- Right.

Right.

The target was 30 years old.
- But the photo is bang up to date.

Right.

Right.
Which means ...

The assassin got it out of some recent file.

Because ...
- He wanted to kill Gaspard.

Even though he was no longer
a serving officer.

- Right, right.
- Right.

- You've been in great help.
- You've been in great help.

Where has it got you?

- Nowhere.
- Nowhere.

You're still a girl.

I doubt, if the security perimeter
will extend this far.

But just in case,
I will remain here.

Give me a good man to protect my back.

That's my boy.

Well, my son ...

... we are almost at the moment
we spoke of so many years ago.

A few hours from now ...

... the world will be
a very different place.

It will be our world.

Our policies, our ideologies.

Always supposing
there is still a world left.

Father.

Should straight and well.

I will.

Goodbye, my son.

We are restricting the mourners
to close relatives only.

Fortunately, general Gaspard left few of those.

So, close relatives in the first car.

The second car carrying representatives
from the military and the government.

The third car will carry the president.

I suppose, he does have to
alight from the car.

It would be unthinkable for him
not to lay a wreath.

The papers would be onto it right away.

The military would take it as an insult.

Still missing points.

What I'm trying to achieve minister
is for no missing points.

Not the smallest width of brimstone.

The cemetery is a difficult place
to control.

Easy for someone to hide.

And I want it thoroughly searched
one hour before the funeral takes place.

Then held secure.

It will be a small ceremony
not easy to cover.

So the president will only be out
of his car for a few seconds.

I insist.

That you use all your powers
to persuade the president.

If not.
If anything should go wrong ...

... you will share the responsibility.
- Well, I ...

I shall speak to him.
- Good.

All right gentlemen ...

... let us pray for a quick burial
and no problems.

An air of gloom.

I detected it as soon as I entered.

We Frenchmen are sensitive that way.

An air of failure.

A battle cannot be lost
until it has been fought.

Someone once said that.

Sir Everington Steed a relative of mine.
He was a Waterloo.

- Well, that's it's a president.
- Waterloo is nice and straightforward.

- Musketry, sabres.
- An hour off for lunch.

Two hours. Don't forget,
you were fighting the French.

Some good has come of it all.
They have woken up at last at the ministry

And they are allowing me
to tighten up security.

The president's public engagements
have been cut down to a minimum.

Is that where you're going now,
public engagement?

- Hence the uniform.
- Very chic.

Will it be fun?

Hardly.

General Gaspard's funeral.

Funeral?

The first assassin kills an old general.
- A revered old general.

- Who's bound to be buried in style ...
- ... with full military honours.

The president will obviously be there.

That could be cause and effect.

- Planned.
- A setup.

A perfect set up.

Ideal for a sniper.

Colonel Martin seems to have
everything under control

I'd say that was a ...

... a grave moment?

Steed?
It's okay. They're okay.

Take three men and look around at the church.

Steed.

Steed, what are you doing here?

I came to pay my respects to the general.

Dressed like that?

Come on Steed, the real reason.

An idea.
Not mean anything.

If you have an idea,
I'd like to hear it.

Gaspard's death.
It could be a setup.

- The president is coming here to honor him.
- Out into the open

- I have tightened security.
- I'm sure you have.

But three extra helping hands?

Be my guest.
I'll get my men to check again.

I'll check the approach roads.

I'll go look in the woods.
- I'll check over here.

Steed?

I'm on the western shore.
Nothing.

No me.

Eleven o'clock.
One hour to go.

Keep checking.

You my friend could shake my arm
and spoil my aim.

Gambit?

Come in.

- It's almost twelve.
- I know.

I haven't found a thing.

No me.

Listen, everything seems to be all right here.
I'm coming over to join you.

I'll be delighted.

Apart from that it's a good idea.

You'll be on the only high ground for miles.

I'm gonna keep patrolling the approach roads.

Okay.

Nothing at all.

I think, we're missing out
the whole thing Gambit.

Maybe.

Five more minutes or so,
it'll all be over.

Maybe.

Soon ...soon.

What time is it?

- About 12.
- The exact time.

- One minute after.
- One minute after.

The church.
Steed! Steed!

The church bell.
It didn't chime, it didn't chime!

Oh, Gambit.
- Come on.

Without a hitch and that on time.

Despite that clock.

- The clock's wrong.
- Probably an English clockmaker.

Steed.

We're grateful.

And you're my guest tonight.

I shall send the car for you all.

I know a place where
Grenouille et d'escargot are superb.

And the liquor dillon magnificent.

See you later.

Grenouille et d'escargot.
- That's frog's legs and snails.

Yes. Well, it still sounds good.
Liquor Dillon.

Firewater and snake venom.
If it's very very good.

There's a dead viper coil in the bottle.

There's a vip on his way up to offer
decorations upon you all.

Decorations?

Honors?

Medals?

I wonder what that'll be ...

The Siberian star.

The Mongolian medal.

And for you ...

The little mothers of the earth.

And tractor drivers and heavy industry award.

For France. For us.

For the world
... for services rendered.

If MI5 were to hear about these ...

Oh, well.

Now, a very special Steed award
to my ...

... to myself
and to my very dear friends.

Merci mademoiselle.
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