All language subtitles for The Man from UNCLE - S02E08 - The Tigers Are Coming Affair.en

- Your shot, my dear Suzanne.
- No.

You have too many prejudices.

My tigers die well.

Do you see them, Quillon?

No, but I can hear him.

He should break
cover just about there.

Tell them.

Tell them outside.
They're poisoning...

Tell them...

Take him back to the prison.

An escaped prisoner, my friends.

A worthless man.
A worthless incident.

For him, it is a tragedy.

For us... Well, it does liven
up a rather dull day, doesn't it?

Too many strange
things were happening.

My supplies have been stolen.

The prince told me the dacoits,
a group of renegade bandits...

have been stealing them.

But then the
pilot... I don't know.

Why do you suppose the prince would
have his own private pilot taken prisoner?

That's just it, I
knew him very well.

He wasn't a criminal
or anything like that.

Do you have any idea why the prince
would want to steal your insecticides?

No. I'm afraid I haven't
been very much help.

But everything's been
happening so quickly.

I went to the consulate to
report and the next thing I know...

you whisked me away
in a plane and I'm here.

Ms. de Serre,
our organization...

has been interested in
Prince Panat for some time.

We've had reports
from his country...

about a potential uprising
against his regime.

Then the reports of the
unrest stopped coming in.

We sent one of our
men to investigate...

and his body was found
floating in the river two days ago.

But what has all
this to do with me?

I went to his country because
I wanted to help people.

The foundation I represent sent
me there to teach the villagers...

how to farm more scientifically.

You're interested in farming?

I happen to be a
botanist and a chemist.

Botanists and chemists
run in the family, you see.

Well, our reports indicate that the
prince also enjoys your company.

I can't help it.

I keep telling him I don't like
him, but he won't leave me alone.

Since someone was always stealing
your supplies and insecticides...

that might indicate that
you have time on your hands.

Well, he does make the best
goat's milk frappé in the country.

Ms. de Serre,
we'd like your help.

The World Congress of
Underdeveloped Countries...

is very concerned about the
prince's dictatorial activities.

They've asked us to
investigate the prince.

Now, if our suspicions
are confirmed...

the Congress will expose them to
the world and bring the prince to trial...

under the Atrocity Agreement
signed by the World Congress in 1952.

How can I help you?

Well, this tiger hunt,
is it still going on?

For weeks.

The tigers have all been coming
down from the high country.

What if Illya and I
were to go there as...

guests?

It ought to be all right.

Please call Sage Magazine.

Tell them they're sending a reporter
and a photographer to cover a tiger hunt.

I'll assign Mr. Kuryakin
as soon as he arrives.

I don't mind a lot
of tigers if you don't.

- Hm?
- Well...

We missed you, my dear Suzanne.

I hope the foundation does not call
you away again without consulting me.

But I'm glad you
returned here directly.

Well, you see, I wanted
to meet these two people...

And I'm glad that you did.

"Sage Goes on a Tiger Hunt."

You know, our magazine has
three million readers a month.

You're going to be
internationally famous.

Splendid.

If we could get a look at the tigers. I
understand you're plagued with them.

Now, what's the reason for that?

There's been fighting
upcountry among the tribesmen.

They have driven the
tigers closer to the city.

I see. Well, you see, an
explanation for everything.

Now, if we can just get a
shot of Suzanne outside here.

Sort of what you might call
a "full tent" shot. Suzanne.

Excuse me, Your Highness.
- Don't be too long.

Cosimo, darling, you
haven't shot a single tiger yet.

No, Drusilla, I don't have to keep
asserting my masculinity, do I?

Here.

I think Colonel
Quillon is wondering...

why I didn't rise to
the bait he offered me.

We'll wait and
see how he reacts.

Wonder what the name
of that pilot's wife was.

- Ninea.
- I wanna see her as soon as possible.

Well, I could say I have to pick up a
shipment of supplies and insecticides...

tomorrow in Kanuchi.

You could come along.

Just raise your
chin a little bit.

- Good.
- Is that good?

Mm-hm. ILLYA: Perfect.

I understand Suzanne is
going into the village tomorrow.

Perhaps I could go along, get some
stuff. You know, visit the local elephant.

Of course. I'm glad
to see, Mr. Solo...

- you don't take your work too seriously.
- No, no.

- Will you be here with us tomorrow?
- Yes, you can count on it.

- Mr. Solo.
- Yes?

Later, perhaps, you would like
Colonel Quillon to escort you upriver...

to take a look at
the fighting there.

Should make an exciting
article for your magazine.

And I'm sure that the
colonel would be delighted.

If you don't mind, Your Highness, jungle
war stories are a dime a dozen today.

But thank you, anyway.

Well, now it seems we have two
more U.N.C.L.E. agents to entertain.

I do hope these
will be the last.

You will take care
of them, Quillon.

Yes, Your Highness,
I most certainly will.

There.

Where is everyone?

Is the village
always this deserted?

No. I'm beginning to feel shaky.

- Why don't you wait in the car?
- Oh, no, I feel much better with you.

All right.

Allo.

Allo.

I think you better correct me.
I thought I was saying "allo."

- You are.
- I am?

Say...

I wonder what happened to Ninea.

Well, I don't think we're going to
get any fast answers around here.

Get ready to duck.

Wait.

I'm going to throw
these red-hot coals...

in your faces.

Take a look at this.

This is very interesting.

Watch very carefully.
You see that, huh?

Okay, here we go.

Well, I think I've seen enough
local color for one afternoon.

And then, sahib, we
tie a small goat below.

When the tiger comes: bang.

You shoot.

And when tiger is dead...

I make blind like this for you.
For His Highness, over there.

Other blind, other tree.

We shoot many tigers.

You're a good man, Julali.

How would you like to be a
guide for my friend and myself?

We take a short trip upcountry.

Upcountry is forbidden, sahib.

Men go there, they
not come back. Never.

Then let's go and find out why.

Plenty money?

Plenty.

By the tree, where the water
bag hangs, there is a path.

At the end of the path, I will
meet you there this evening.

Go now. Go before my...

My fear becomes
stronger than my greed.

How was your trip?

Not bad. Some of the local dacoits
performed a native ritual for us.

They almost killed us.

Then perhaps the
prince suspects.

I'm not sure.

For the time being, we'll just check it
off as being a hazard of the local tourism.

- What did you find out about the beaters?
- Well, I found us a guide.

The head beater, Julali.

I've arranged for us to
meet him tonight. Here.

There is also a good
track that goes north...

almost 200 miles.

Needless to say, we'll have to find an
excuse for leaving camp for a few days.

I'll talk to the host.

There's another incidental,
but useful piece of information.

For the past few weeks...

an extraordinarily large number of
undernourished, almost starving people...

have come here looking
for work as beaters.

They've been herded
off somewhere.

I guess everyone and
everything is coming down...

from the high
country this season.

You think it has something
to do with the insecticide?

Well, let's hope so.

We'll be in the main tent.

I'll take another look around
the camp while it's still daylight.

Yeah, you do that, and
I'll go and talk to the prince.

You know, sort of
handle the difficult part.

And you wander around here
and you take a few pictures...

and try and look
busy, all right?

All right?

Welcome back.

- Would you like a goat's milk frappé?
- No, thank you.

- Mr. Solo?
- No, no, thank you.

Your Highness, when we were in Kanuchi,
some of the local dacoits tried to kill us.

Oh, I am sincerely
sorry to hear that.

You have my deep apologies.

The dacoits are very
difficult to control.

They're much like the teenage
problem in America, I should imagine, yes.

I shall dispatch several men
to find them and punish them.

Won't you sit
down here, my dear.

Now, Suzanne, really, I
must have a chat with you.

You really are wasting much
too much time on the peasants...

teaching them to improve themselves,
the advantages of soap and water.

Really, nothing will
help them, you know.

You should give some thought
to the problems of royalty.

I appreciate your interest in how
I spend my time, Your Highness...

but I happen to believe
your people need my help.

My dear Suzanne, you must have
a little consideration for the rich.

Everyone seems
concerned about the poor...

but I have yet to hear of a foundation that
caters to the anxieties of the wealthy.

It is a pity that you don't care a little
more for your people, Prince Panat.

Oh, but I do care, because I
know and understand them.

They are backward,
superstitious...

and terribly
inexpensive to maintain.

Why, I can get 50 miles a
day out of the average beater.

Ask the man who owns one.

Mr. Solo, would you care to take
another look around my little camp?

Just one more
thing, Your Highness.

I've got to make a quick
trip south to see my editor.

I have to leave from the railhead
tonight and Suzanne's offered to drive.

Yes, of course.

Oh, I want you with
me in my blind tonight.

I can promise you a
very stimulating evening.

You know, I'm just beginning
to like your company.

Well, that's very sporting
of you, Your Highness.

Yes.

Now, dear boy, I really must
exercise the royal prerogative.

Suzanne wishes
to rehabilitate me.

I see. Well, I wouldn't wanna
stand in the way of progress.

We'll leave after the
hunt, if you don't mind.

Yes, after the hunt.

Well, if you'll excuse me,
I have some work to do.

I hate to miss a deadline.
- So do I.

Brash American newspapermen.

I wonder if they really cause
all those riots all over the world.

Oh, sorry.

That's a nice weapon
you got there, baron.

Thank you, Mr. Solo. A
present from His Highness.

I can hardly wait
to fire this one.

They tell me that the
discharge is very powerful.

Really? I'm looking for
my friend, Mr. Kuryakin.

Have you seen him?

Yes, he was here a moment ago.

You can just feel the
power of this gun, can't you?

Well, I hope everything
works out for you, baron.

Did my friend leave
any message for me?

Yes, he said he
will see you later.

I can hardly wait for tonight.

Well, thanks for
all the information.

Channel D, overseas
relay, pattern five.

Yes, Mr. Solo?

I don't think there's any
question that the prince...

is behind all the trouble here.

As to what his actual involvement is
as far as the operation is concerned...

I don't know.

I see.

Well, whatever it is, we'll have
to be able to offer evidence...

to the Congress of
Underdeveloped Countries...

if they are to expose Panat.

We're going to be journeying
up to the high country tonight, sir.

Unless I miss my guess, we'll
have some answers for you then.

Good. I'll tell their committee
to stand by in Calcutta.

Yes, sir.

Good evening, Mr. Kuryakin.

There's only one thing to be
learned from him, I'm afraid.

And that is?

Oh, the utter
irresponsibility of the natives.

The least he could have done would
have been to stay alive to meet you...

as planned.

Then suppose you tell me
what's going on upcountry.

And what makes it your business?

A lively sense of curiosity.

How's your sense of humor?

- Better than his, but not much.
- Good.

We've thought of a rather
amusing way to stifle your curiosity.

Oh, that poor goat.

Listen to it.

If you don't like hunting, there's
no reason for you to be here.

You know perfectly
well I have to be here.

Well, if you feel you must sacrifice
your principles to the royal goodwill...

Without which I couldn't
even begin the work I'm doing.

It's hard enough as it is.

Perhaps your sacrifice
isn't great enough.

You know how fond
of you His Highness is.

Yes, we all know about that.

Mr. Solo and his friend have been
asking a lot of questions around the camp.

Oh? What sort of questions?

Questions that I could not
answer even if I wanted to.

- And?
- I mentioned it to His Highness.

Quite casually, of course.

That sounds very manly, Cosimo.

How long has Colonel Quillon
been with you, Your Highness?

Quillon? Oh, a few years.

He was cashiered from
the British army, you know.

But he has all the
soldierly virtues...

mostly obedience.

Why do you ask?

Oh, just academic interest.

Dull fellow and not, I
feel, entirely trustworthy.

I wonder what's
happened to Mr. Kuryakin.

Have you seen him?

Oh, I wouldn't worry about him.

You don't mind if I
borrow this, do you?

Hey, wait, you
can't go down there.

What the devil are you doing?

I'm sorry, I thought
you were aiming at us.

Haven't you heard?

They murdered your father.

Quillon!

Quillon! Quillon!

What goes on? Didn't I see...?

All you saw, my dear fellow,
was an attempted assassination.

- An assassination?
- Yes.

They are international jewel
thieves after my store of rubies.

Where are the dacoits?

This way.

Sahib.

Is it true? They
killed my father?

I saw.

Quiet.

Must be overseas relay.

I've just talked to the
World Congress, Mr. Solo.

Yes, sir?

They're very anxious to
move into the country...

as soon as you have
something to report.

It was all I could do to keep
them waiting in Calcutta.

Yes, well, I hope they
won't be too uncomfortable.

Well, let me know as soon as you
have something concrete to show them.

They're very anxious
to move ahead.

Yes, sir, I'll do that.

- Shall we be moving on?
- This way.

I didn't know I could
walk so long or so far.

Do you mind?

No, I'm only sorry
I didn't suggest it.

I never knew that being
terrified could tire you so quickly.

I don't think the prince's
men are close behind.

Ferak knows this
area pretty well.

I'm sure he's covered our trail.

And to think that I thought
that going into the jungle...

would be such a great
romantic adventure.

And now it all
seems so hopeless.

I'll be glad when it's all over.

I'm going back to France.

I'm gonna do the rest of my
missionary work on the Riviera.

We found something interesting.

Kanuchi village landing.

Wait here with her.

These are my supplies.

Now we have to find
out where he's sending it.

What else is in this area?

There's nothing. Only
the old ruby mines.

Ruby mines?

Closed down for years.

The chlorine gas was
seeping in. It's too dangerous.

I still don't understand
why he'd steal it.

He can get all the insecticide
he needs just by asking for it...

and the instructions
for its proper use.

What instructions?

For-Feline formaldehyde is
the strongest insecticide made.

This, of course,
is a concentrate.

If you'd use it in its undiluted
form, it would kill every plant in sight.

It defoliates everything.

Well, let's have a
look at the insecticides.

And the tigers are
driven out of the jungle.

- Let's take a look at one of the mines.
- One is on the river.

We'll take the boat.

Let's make a run for the boat.

I think I see a silver turkey.

I wanna have a look inside.

Very well-protected
for a deserted mine.

I'll go talk to the guards
while you slip inside.

All right.

Ninea, how are you?

It's the pilot's wife.

Mr. Solo, Mr. Kuryakin, Ninea.

- What are you doing here, Ninea?
- Many of us work the mine.

And the chlorine gas?

The villagers are starving.

Desperate man will do
anything to feed his family.

Even take his
chances in the mine.

They've been driven
from their homes by...

By...

Defoliation.

So, what else can they do?

It is either that or
starvation for all of them.

Your husband was the
pilot who sprayed the fields...

with the insecticides, right?

When he saw what was
happening, he wanted to...

To defect.

And the prince, they shot him.

I'm so sorry, Ninea.

Well, his was just
one death of many.

Everyday many of the
workers die from the gases.

And everyday others come in from
the burnt-out fields to replace them.

- Chlorine.
- The gas.

Hold it.

I thought you might
find your way in here.

I told you, they're
utterly unreliable.

A miniature transmitter.
That's rather clever.

Well, I am surprised
at you, my dear.

Throwing in with these two.
A dangerous lapse in taste.

Do you really need those rubies so
badly? You had everything you could want.

Yes, because of those rubies.

My representatives in
Calcutta have informed me...

that a committee from the World
Congress for Undeveloped Countries...

is awaiting word
from you, Mr. Solo.

That's right, prince. Perhaps
you'll have a change of heart.

You see, if they don't hear from us
soon, they're going to be coming here.

And you don't have to add very
quickly to realize that sooner or later...

you're going to be exposed.

Yes, that is
something to consider.

But let me pose a situation.

For instance, if they were to
receive word from you to come here...

and view your discoveries...

I could then give an official warning
that the dacoits were on the rampage.

That's right.

That mysterious robber
class could kill them...

and they couldn't possibly
hold you responsible.

But they would hold
U.N.C.L.E. responsible, Mr. Solo.

Oh, it would be a long
time before the Congress...

rely on your organization again.

Well, you outlined the situation,
prince, in a very interesting manner...

except you've left
out one or two pieces.

Yes, you don't intend to
summon the committee.

That's about it, yes.

Well, I'm sure you
don't mean that...

because then, you see, I
would be reduced to desperation.

And in desperation...

I would, say, kill these
poor peasants here.

Oh, and who knows
what I might do to her.

Yes, I thought it
might come to that.

Well, Mr. Solo?

Untie me.

We're wasting
time. Make your call.

Channel D, overseas relay.

It takes a moment. It has
to bounce off a satellite.

Yes, Mr. Solo, I've been
expecting to hear from you.

Tell your people in
Calcutta to come ahead.

All right, I'll dispatch
them immediately.

- Where shall they contact you?
- Have them come upriver to Panchali.

I'll meet them at
the Panchali landing.

All right, Mr. Solo.

I'll expect your report
when you're debriefed here.

Yes, sir.

I think a little water torture
might teach him a lesson.

Quillon, you're
terribly old-fashioned.

I don't know, sir, everybody's
doing it these days.

I have momentary
use for Mr. Solo.

What about Suzanne?

Yeah, I have use for her too.

I'm really terribly sorry
all this had to happen.

I had hoped we could
spend more time together.

What do you want with me?

Just a little consideration.

After all, I'm willing to
overlook your transgressions.

I might let your friends live.

And you might not.

Why don't we go back to my camp.

We'll put all this
out of your mind.

After all, you know, I do make the
best goat's milk frappé in the country.

Why didn't I think
of that before?

Put them back to
work in the mines.

Oh, Quillon, now, I
don't want you to feel...

that I don't appreciate all the
fine work you've done so far.

- Well, thank you, sir.
- Yes.

You may torture these two all you want
after you take care of the world committee.

Yes, I thought I'd put an
explosive device in the water...

so when their boat goes...

Yes, yes, I'm sure
it will work very well.

Well, good day, Mr. Solo.

Goodbye, Mr. Kuryakin.

He's a fine man. You
ought to know that.

Do we have to?

There are four guards outside.

One above, the rest are
guarding the native compound.

Where's Quillon?

Probably downriver, setting
the trap for the committee's boat.

- Either one of these guards speak English?
- Uh-uh.

Well, we'll wait till one
of them goes outside.

Fill her up here.

There is a bomb attached to
the other end of that rope there.

The buoy marks the place.

Now, when the boat
goes over the cable...

You mean you're going
to kill all those people?

Of course. Why do you
think I've taken all this trouble?

My dear Suzanne, if I had
thought you would create this fuss...

I would have had
you wait at the camp.

Well, I didn't know you were going to
kill the whole World Congress committee.

My dear, you don't
know any members...

of the World Congress for
Undeveloped Countries personally.

Therefore, I see no reason
for you to be so emotional.

Now, we are going to wait
here and watch the explosion.

Gonna be quite an
exhibition, if I do say so myself.

Hey, that's...

Hey, there.

- Boat's over there.
- We better hurry.

That's right. We gotta get to the
Panchali landing before the committee.

Here they come now.

Cheers.

What is that?

It's our two curious
friends, Your Highness.

Jump.

Quillon!

Quillon!

Quillon, help.

Quillon! Quillon!

Quillon!

I am so, so happy to be
going back to the jungle.

And this time, it's going to
be quite different, I'm sure.

Oh, we ardently
hope so, Ms. de Serre.

And thank you
again for all your help.

Thank you, sir, and I'm glad
the prince has agreed to abdicate.

Mr. Solo, I'm going
to my club for lunch.

- Goodbye, Ms. de Serre.
- Goodbye.

Well, tell me, which
jungle is it this time?

I'm off to the Mombasa.

I'm going to be giving free
dental care to the natives.

I thought botanists and
chemists ran in your family.

Well, there was this
one aunt, a dentist.

She had a profound
effect on my life.

So consequently,
I am also a dentist.

Well, consequently, I think I should
come and see you at least twice a year.