All language subtitles for The.Invisible.Man.s1.13.Strange.Partners

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- Peter.

You can't go on working like this.

You must get some rest.

- [Voiceover] If I only knew
the answer to my problem,

I'd get rest soon enough.

- You won't find your
way back to visibility

by working night after night.

You'll just tire yourself out.

- [Voiceover] You're right.

I'll carry on tomorrow at the lab.

- You do just that.

(yawns)

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(yawns)

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- Uncle Peter, I'm teaching
Poochie how to sit up and beg.

She's terribly smart.

- She takes after you, dear.

- Try and be home early tonight, Pete.

- Why, Dee?

Anything special?

- No, but we see so
little of you nowadays.

- Dee, have you seen my briefcase?

I'm sure I left it here
on the desk last night.

- Are you sure?

- Of course I'm sure.

- You were very tired last night.

I don't think you can be sure of anything.

- Are you suggesting
that I rose in my stupor,

took my briefcase out to the garden

and buried it behind the carnations?

Is that it?

- But there aren't any
carnations in our garden.

(chuckles)

- Now.

Where is that briefcase?

- Well, if you put it there last night,

it would be there now.

- I don't suppose it occurred to you that

somebody may have moved it.

- Well, I didn't.

Sally?

- Oh no, Mommy.

I wouldn't.

I didn't break the window either.

- What was that?

- I'd tell you if I did.

- Sally, what are you talking about?

I can't see any panes that are broken.

- Not the glass, Mommy.

I mean here.

The wooden part, see?

It's all torn.

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- This window's been forced.

- Who would do a thing like that?

- A burglar.

- A burglar?

Why should a burglar take your briefcase

and nothing else?

- I don't know.

- Was there anything of value in it?

- Five weeks of hard work, that's all.

If I can't find that briefcase again,

it might even mean that
I can't find my way

back to visibility again.

Not for a long time, anyway.

- You mean you'll have
to start all over again?

- Looks like it.

Well, I'd better ring
the police and let them

know what's happened.

- Well, we looked all over
the house and grounds, sir.

No question.

That window was forced with a jimmy.

- Anything else?

What did you find?

- I found a piece of your
garden hedge has been trampled.

Burglar might have used
that as a place to conceal

while waiting to make his move.

- Anything else?

- Well, no sir.

Not even a decent footprint.

- Then the chance of my
ever getting my notes back

seems rather slight, doesn't it?

- Oh, frankly sir,
hardly any chance at all.

But we'll do all we can.

- I know you will.

Thank you very much, Inspector.

Goodbye.

- I'd like to speak to
Doctor Brady, please.

Doctor Brady?

I'm sorry to call you at this late hour.

I hope I haven't roused you out of bed.

- [Voiceover] Not at all.

- My name is Curry.

Lucian Curry.

- Curry?

I don't recall the name.

- [Voiceover] No, no, no.

You don't know me.

But if you'll just give
me a moment to explain.

- Certainly.

- Thank you, sir.

It seems that through
some curious circumstance,

I've just come into
possession of something

belonging to you.

A briefcase.

- My briefcase?

- Yes.

I found it not five
minutes ago, in my garden.

It's full of papers with some sort of

mathematical notation on them.

But on the inside flap,
there's an identity disk

with your name and address on it.

I felt obliged to get in
touch with you at once.

- I wonder if you'd mind if I came along

and got it from you straight away.

- No, no, no, no.

I see no reason at all why you shouldn't

come over directly.

- [Voiceover] I'm not imposing?

- No imposition, sir.

I assure you.

I intend to be up most
of the night anyway.

- Peter, what is it?

- Somebody's found my briefcase.

- Oh, isn't that wonderful?

- Yes, I think I can find it all right.

Should take me about ten
minutes to get there.

I can't thank you enough.

Well, how's that for luck?

I never thought I'd see it again.

- I'll just slip my coat on and then I can

drive you over there.

- No, I'd better go myself.

Nobody will see me this time of night.

I won't be long.

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(rings doorbell)

- Mr. Curry?

- Oh, yes sir.

He's waiting for you in the lounge.

Will you come in, sir?

- Thank you.

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- Will you step this way, sir?

(barking and growling)

Doctor Brady, sir.

- Doctor Brady, the famous invisible man,

and under my roof.

You certainly didn't waste
time getting here, did you?

Please sit down, sir.

- Thank you, but I should be getting back.

- No, no, no, no.

Stay for awhile.

Have some coffee.

It's on its way.

After all, we do have a
mystery to clear up, don't we?

- Mystery?

And what is this mystery?

- How your briefcase happened
to be found in my garden.

- Oh, that's easily explained.

- Oh?

- Apparently the burglar who stole it from

my home last night realized
it was worthless to him,

and got rid of it by tossing it over the

first handy wall.

- Sounds logical, but

aren't you overlooking something?

- What?

- The fact that your
briefcase was the only object

in the house your night
visitor seemed to want.

He deliberately went after it.

- How do you know that?

- Oh, that's very simple.

I sent Collins round to steal it.

Didn't I, Collins?

- You did, sir.

- What are you saying?

- That I didn't find it
in my garden after all.

You see, Brady,

I needed it for bait.

How else could I have
induced you to come here?

- And now that I am here?

- We're going to have a
little talk, you and I.

- Provided you can induce
me to stay, you mean.

- Oh, that's all been arranged.

Now, let me tell you.

- I think you'd better try
telling it to the police instead.

(growling)

- All right, Juno.

En garde.

(barking and growling)

Don't move, Doctor Brady.

- Let go, you brute!

- Not a muscle.

Juno has been trained to go for the throat

and she's lightning fast.

I might not be able to stop her in time.

- All right, call her off.

- All right, Juno.

Stay.

I do hope we've convinced
you, my dog and I,

how desperately we crave your company.

Now, sir.

If you'll kindly return to your chair.

- I find your hospitality
practically overwhelming.

- And now, for our little talk.

But first, there's something I must,

in the interest of your
safety, point out to you.

- It's good to know
that you worry about me.

- I'm fully aware, Doctor
Brady, that in a fraction

of the time it takes to tell it,

you could shrug out of your coat,

cast off your bandages,
and reduce yourself to

total invisibility.

If you were to do this suddenly, now,

you'd have a decided
advantage over me, eh?

Wouldn't you?

- It's comforting to know
that I can leave here,

minus an overcoat, almost
any moment I choose.

Is that what you mean?

- What I mean is, don't try.

You'll never make it.

- You wouldn't even see me.

(barking)

Neither would your dog.

(barking)

- Juno won't have to.

Her nose will tell her
exactly where you are.

It's their sense of smell and hearing

that makes them so incredibly perceptive.

Do I make myself clear?

- I'm afraid so.

- Juno would tear you to
pieces before you were

halfway through this door.

- Isn't very friendly, is she?

- She's an outlaw.

A killer.

A couple of months ago, the local police

ordered me to destroy
her as a public menace.

I've been keeping her hidden instead.

- You know, Curry, I'm beginning
to get very tired of you.

And of your dog, as well.

So suppose you sell some of the high notes

and start telling me what it's all about.

- It's about a goldmine.

- Yours?

- I own one half, my
partner owns the other.

I want to own it all.

- Why don't you buy it?

- He won't sell and he refuses to die.

- I don't understand.

- Well, we have a long standing agreement.

Whichever one of us survives the other

owns the entire mine.

Do you understand?

- A very interesting arrangement.

But where do I fit in?

- You're the key figure.

- I'm flattered.

And although I'm certain
that I'll refuse to do it,

no matter what the request,

suppose you start to tell me anyway.

- I'm not making a request, Doctor Brady.

I'm giving an order.

You have no option.

You'll do it because I tell you to.

- You're giving me an order?

- A very simple one.

My partner, his name is John Vickers,

is coming to see me tonight.

(barking)

You're going to kill him.

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- I don't know what Curry's up to.

Why does he call me down
to the country in the

middle of the night to talk business?

- We'll soon find out, sir.

- Said it was urgent.

Wants to sell out to me.

A fair price, he said.

Wonder what dirty scheme
he's up to this time.

- There's nothing to worry about, sir.

I'll keep my eye on him.

- My scheme is quite original.

There'll be no weapon.

No gun or knife.

- Yeah, but what then?

- Your fist.

You will strike him once, that's all.

(barking)

One swift punch.

And Vickers will be dead.

- I think you're confusing me
with a heavyweight champion.

- Brady.

Vickers is not a well man.

He's got a heart condition.

- Serious?

- Oh yes, extremely.

Poor fellow.

- Wouldn't it be safer to let
nature do the job for you?

It's only a matter of waiting.

- When I first heard that Vickers was ill,

that's exactly what I said.

It's just a matter of waiting.

- And why did you change your mind?

- I've been waiting for 15 years.

I'm beginning to believe
the man will go on forever.

- Unless you stop him with a
punch to the heart, you mean.

- Exactly.

Except that you will deliver the blow.

- Why don't you do it yourself?

- My dear Brady, isn't
that rather obvious?

I'd be seen.

- What of it?

Vickers won't tell anyone it was you.

He'll be dead.

- Oh my goodness, I'd
forgotten to tell you

about Ryan, haven't I?

He'll be with Vickers when
he comes here tonight.

- Who is he?

- An alert intelligent fellow.

As tough as they come.

With an ugly bulge beneath his shoulder

where he carries his gun.

- A bodyguard?

- Yes, that's exactly what he is.

Vickers never goes anywhere without him.

Especially places where I might be.

I'm glad he's coming tonight.

He'll be an unimpeachable witness,

ready to testify under oath, if necessary.

But during the time Vickers
was in this room tonight,

I never once went near him.

Nobody went near him.

Poor Vickers simply collapsed and died.

What do you think?

- You're sick.

And now,

I'll believe I'll be going.

- Steady.
(growling)

She's on guard.

(barking)

Go back around.

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- Ow!

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(barking)

- En guarde, Juno!

(barking)

Juno.

Come, Juno.

Juno, stay.

(barking)

Brady.

Are you hurt?

- [Voiceover] No.

I'm all right.

- I warned you, didn't I?

You could've been killed.

- [Voiceover] Yes, I
think I could have been.

- And now you'll please
go back to that room.

Vickers will be here any moment now.

At the opportune moment,
I shall give the dog

the signal to stay.

Then, you can move.

You leave your chair, cross to Vickers,

he'll be seated here, and let him have it.

He died, poor soul, of a heart attack.

- [Voiceover] That would be murder.

(doorbell rings)

- That's an ugly word, Brady.

- Now remember, Ryan.

Keep your eyes open.

This fellow will try anything.

- Very well, sir.

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- Shall I take your coat, sir?

- No.

- Good, sir.

Mr. Curry's in the lounge, sir.

- Well, well, well.

Vickers, I'm sorry to bring
you out at this time of night,

but this is important.

- It'd better be.

- Would you care for a drink?

- No, thank you.

Not in your house.

- Very well then, I'll
come right to the point.

Would you be willing to buy
out my share of the mine?

- I might.

What's the trouble?

Do you need the money?

- That's none of your business.

- There's a draft.

Close that window.

(growling)

You spoke about a fair price.

What's your idea of a fair price?

- Quiet, Juno.

- That's a remarkable dog.

- Why does she keep staring at that chair?

- I don't know.

You'd better ask her.

We were talking prices.

- Yes.

I was asking what you wanted
for your share of the mine.

- A couple of million.

- Two million?

Is that your idea of a fair price?

- For you, yes.

- And you get me down here
in the middle of the night

to tell me that?

Two million.

You know I'm a sick man.

A very sick man.

- Juno--

- But we don't die, do we?
- Stay.

- We take very good care not to die.

- Juno, get him!

(barking)

Go Juno, come on.

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- No.

No, wait.

- I've waited for 15 years.

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- You killed him.

- That was the idea, wasn't it?

He died of a heart attack.

- Are you mad?

Now that Brady's not in
this, he'll give us away

to the police.

- No he won't.

Juno won't let him.

Listen.

(barking)

She's got him cornered.

Come on!

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Well done, Juno.

(bangs on door)

Come on, Brady.

Open up.

(bangs on door)

Come on, Brady.

Open up or we'll force the door.

(barking)

(car engine starts)

(gunshots)

- He'll go straight to the police.

What do we do now?

- We get out of here, and quick.

We'll take Vickers' car.

I've got friends who'll
get us out of the country.

- Us?

I'm not going.

I didn't hit Vickers.

I can talk my way out of this, Mr. Curry.

You give me my share of the money,

and I'll do my best to keep
the police off your track.

- All right.

Come on.

- [Voiceover] Dee, get the
police to Curry's house

right away.

I'm going back there.

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- My satchel.

- Here.

Where's mine?

We are separating, Mr. Curry.

- We're not.

I'm not leaving you behind
to testify against me.

Get.

All right, stay Juno.

I can't take you with me.

Get moving.

Come on.

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Look out there.

- Now then, Mr. Curry.

Turn around and drive home.

Pull up.

I'm warning you.

- And I'm warning you, Collins.

Don't try anything
funny unless you want to

get killed in a nasty wreck.

(intense music)

Thank you, Collins.

- Don't be a fool.

You'll kill us both.

- And that's not a bad idea, Collins.

The chances of our getting
out of this trouble

are pretty thin, so
why drag the thing out?

Now, for some real speed.

So you switched the engine off.

Come on, let's have the ignition key.

- I haven't touched it.

You know that.

- What's the game?

- Curry, give me that ignition key.

- What are you talking about?

(grumbles)

- [Voiceover] I have the key, gentlemen.

Now change places.

I'd feel much safer if
Collins drove us home again.

There are one or two things to be settled.

- You mean, of course, the
police will be waiting?

- [Voiceover] That's right.

- In spite of that, I hope
we meet again someday, Brady.

- [Voiceover] That won't
be for a long, long time.

- Yes, you'll be all right, Mr. Vickers.

But you got Ryan to thank.

- What happened?

- He saved your life by giving you

artificial respiration.

I think we can get him home now, Ryan.

Would you give me a hand?

- Certainly.

- I hope you'll be well enough to appear

at the investigation, Mr. Vickers.

- Well enough?

Of course I'm well enough.

I'll have that Curry put
away for a good, long time.

I'm going to make it my
business to outlive him,

no matter how long it takes.

(chuckling)

- That's the spirit, sir.

I'll just lock up here, now.

Bye, sir.

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Hey, what's going on?

- [Voiceover] It's all right, Inspector.

I gave you Curry, which
is what you wanted.

Now I've come to get what I want.

Goodnight.

(eerie music)

Well, hello.

Now, what did I ever do to you?

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

Hmm, lost your master, eh?

For a long time, too.

Jump in.

Let's go.

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