All language subtitles for Randall & Hopkirk Deceased s01e09 The House on Haunted Hill.eng

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm... 10.15...

Henry, what a thoughtful
fellow you are.

Frederick, good fortune. The kitchen
stove is still serviceable,

so we're having cocoa
with our sandwiches.

Wonderful! Wonderful.

You know, this, Frederick,
is a very attractive house.

I couldn't agree more.

Shall I check over
the notes I've made so far?

We arrived at Merston Manor
at 10.15 precisely,

investigated all rooms,
including a highly dangerous cellar

before setting up watch
in the lounge at 10.54.

All doors are now secure.
We are alone in the house.

No sign of any
psychic presence so far.

Oh. Did you check upstairs?

You know I did.

It... couldn't be a tramp
or somebody, could it?

I suppose we could go and... look.

Oh, dear.

Well, if there's nobody up there,
why don't you make some notes?

Nonsense, Henry.

You know we've never had
this sort of trouble before.

It's a ghost.

We've come across a real ghost.

Nonsense. You know
I don't believe in them.

Oh, Frederick!

Oh, this house is really haunted.

Hey! Hey! Wait for me!

You don't think it really is haunted?

Come now, Mr. Randall,
let's not be ridiculous.

It's just a thought.

Anyone who believes in ghosts
is a fool

and I expect you to prove it.

Good day.

Hello, fool.

- What was all that about?
- I was accepting your next case.

MY next case?

Yeah. I want you
to go to Merston Manor,

take statements from everyone.

Get statements. That's nice.
Jeff, are you feeling all right?

Fine. And don't let anyone
give you any nonsense

because they're all trespassing.

- Who's trespassing?
- The ghosts.

Perfect for you.

You know I don't like
that sort of thing.

Haunted houses give...
I've got a nervous disposition.

You've also got a death certificate,
so find out who's been screaming.

Screaming?

- Morning, Mr. Randall.
- Morning, Jenny.

Thank you.

Mr. Randall? Mr. Randall?
Oh, come on, Jeff.

This is Jenny, Jeannie's sister.
Hey, listen!

Play your cards right and
we could be brothers-in-law.

Come here.

What?

Come here.

She's helping out
while Jeannie's away,

- not running a marriage bureau.
- It's about time you settled down.

I know what you're doing -
trying to change the subject.

All right. Why can't we
both go to Merston Manor?

Because I'm on the Morgland case

- and I'm late.
- But a haunted house. On my own!

If it is haunted,
you won't be on your own.

And you might even pick up
a few tips. Now go!

I'm off now, Jenny.

Well, I'll be fine.

If there's a panic,
can I get you at Morgland's?

Yeah, sure.
You know where everything is?

- Jean told me.
- I'll see you later.

- Yes, Miss James?
- 'Mr. Randall has arrived.'

Send him in.

Sorry if I'm late.
I had to see a client first thing.

Shall we begin?

I understood we had first call
on your services.

Simpson is waiting.

He's a dispatch clerk
in our security delivery service.

- We'll take Simpson now.
- 'Yes, sir.'

- Does he handle the diamonds?
- Yes, he checks and packs them.

- Mr. Simpson, sir.
- Sit there.

Thank you, Miss James.

- When you're ready, Mr. Randall.
- Sure. Carry on.

I don't need to explain
the situation,

you know about the missing diamonds.

- Yes, sir. The police...
- I'm not concerned with them.

Mr. Randall is retained
by our insurers.

He wants to know your involvement.

Yes. Well, I received the stones
in the usual way from the strongroom.

- Then...
- Which way was that?

They were brought to me
by Mr. Fletcher,

as usual, in a sealed container.

Very well. Go back to the moment
you arrived at the office

and tell me everything you did.

I...I'm not sure
I can remember everything.

We shall help you, Mr. Simpson.
We want to know every single move.

Ah ha!

Mr. Randall!

Mr. Randall! Are you here?

No, he's on another case.
I'm the other half - Hopkirk.

Where are you going?

I thought you didn't
believe in ghosts!

You watched the canister
out of the safe

and until it was left
with the delivery agent.

- Yes, sir.
- Thank you.

- Are there many more to see?
- Four or five.

- We'll leave them till tomorrow.
- That suits me.

I don't see it. Everyone confirms
everyone else's alibi.

That's how alibis work.

Perhaps you'll explain how a
consignment of diamonds

disappeared under everyone's nose.

- It's possible.
- How?

It's too soon to say.

You'll get a copy of my report.
See you tomorrow.

We should have it wrapped up
by lunchtime.

- You finished?
- I think so.

- Fine, I'll give you a lift.
- You don't even know where I live.

We can discuss such details
over a drink.

Or if you play your cards right,
even dinner.

Sorry to barge in on you, Mr. Randall,
knowing how busy you are.

- My secretary.
- You don't have to apologise.

It's urgent. I'm afraid you have
to drop everything, Mr. Randall.

Shall we make it tomorrow?

Do I make an appointment?

- I'm sorry.
- Yeah.

I've had a trying afternoon.

You forgot to tell me
about Mr. Webster.

- The estate agent.
- We didn't get on well.

He accused you of doing nothing
about his case.

I said you couldn't have accepted it

because you were under
an exclusive retainer.

- Not bad for starters.
- Gets better.

He said unless you're on the job
tonight, you are fired.

You never imagined
I put another man on it?

We haven't got another man.

- Oh, if only you'd mentioned it.
- I'm sorry.

The other call,
he wouldn't give his name,

but said he wanted to see you tonight
at this address.

Impossible.

He told me to say he knew
who had the diamonds.

You see, I had to get you
away from...

Yeah.

- A warehouse in the docks.
- It's a rough neighbourhood.

It could be a trap.

Well, like the man said,
there's only one way to find out.

Oh, my coat.

Don't turn round.

I said don't.

- Why so shy?
- It's the only way to do business.

All right. I'm listening.

What's your fee
for the Morgland case?

Pays the rent.

- Tomorrow you finish the interviews.
- You know a lot.

I think your report to the insurance
company should be negative.

- There's still Carlson.
- Carlson's a fool.

He doesn't want to
tie it in to the company.

You play your cards right
and there's 5,000 in it.

- You must be terrified.
- All I want is peace and quiet.

You're the one
who can get it for me.

You do work there?

5,000. All you have to do
is decide it was an outside job.

If I don't?

- I wouldn't advise that, Randall.
- I see.

Let me give you a piece of advice.

Next time you want to play gunman,

make sure the tubing
is the right bore.

What are you doing here?

Um, nothing. I'm...

I'm not going back
to Merston Manor, so forget it.

Why not? What did you find there?

- Nothing.
- Well, then.

Jeff, it's... It's spooky.

Another hour and I'd have had
a nervous breakdown.

Ghosts don't have nervous breakdowns.

How do you know? If I want a nervous
breakdown, I'll have one.

I'm telling you, I was terrified.

What of? If it's haunted,
you should be delighted.

- Somewhere to go on your night off.
- Very funny.

Ghosts are nothing to be scared of.

- How do you know?
- Because I live with one.

- That is different.
- Oh, yeah?

Do I run around screaming every time
you jump out of the woodwork?

No, I talk to you like a normal,
rational individual.

You just have to go have a nice chat
with whoever is doing the haunting.

Suppose it isn't a nice ghost?

It could be some fool waving a
sword about, straight out of Macbeth.

- My head is not going on a plate.
- That was Samson and Delilah.

- It could be two ghosts.
- I can't handle both cases.

- Webster's breathing down my neck.
- Let him.

- Chances are there's nothing there.
- Oh, yes? Why don't you try it?

All right. OK.

We'll go together. Now!

Now?

- Cosy little place.
- Shh.

- This isn't at all bad.
- I don't like it. It's too quiet.

A few groans and clanking chains
would liven things up.

Don't say that!
I've got a great idea.

Why don't we come tomorrow?
You've had no sleep and...

I'm tired.

- Ghosts can't get tired.
- Will you...?

Will you stop telling me
what ghosts can and can't do?

Relax. It's just
an old, empty house.

Ha! Empty, he says.
What do you think that is?

- Mice with clogs on?
- Shh!

You better take a look.

Up there? On my own?
You must be joking.

Jeff, I've just taken myself
off this case.

Listen, it's coming downstairs.

Come on.

Do you see anything, Marty?

Marty?

Marty, come back here!

- Go on, then. Say it.
- You're fired!

Fired? What do you mean?
You ran away, too.

You can't fire a partner.
Especially a dead one.

- Don't get technical.
- I said it was haunted.

- You wouldn't believe me.
- Why d'you think I put you on it?

I asked you to take one look.
One lousy, rotten look.

Right. You're forgetting one thing.
If I can see him, he can see me.

Whatever he was dragging,
it wasn't a good-conduct medal.

If you couldn't have seen him,

- we'd know it was a hoax.
- What do you mean, a hoax?

If it terrifies a ghost,
me, who cares?

Watch the road.

- Hi, Jenny.
- Morning, Mr. Randall.

You look terrible.

Thanks a bunch. That's all I need.

And you're late. Morgland's have been
on the phone twice panicking.

They'll panic when I get there.

Oh? The contact last night
proved useful?

If you include bribery,
blackmail and assault, very useful.

I just need a name to fit the face.

- At Morgland's?
- At Morgland's.

Can you type these?

Get them to Webster with
a letter saying

too early to reach conclusions,
further observations required.

- Stuff like that.
- With you.

- Shall I get a taxi or something?
- Can't you drive?

- Yes. But I haven't got a car.
- Use mine.

- That'll keep Webster quiet.
- Is the house haunted or not?

If it isn't, someone's got
a rotten sense of humour.

I'll be at Morgland's,
if you need me. Ciao.

Morning.

You have been busy.

We do like to keep
normal office hours, Randall.

You missed
the last four interviews.

We'll have the transcripts
this afternoon.

They won't be necessary.

You could drive a truck
through the holes in this.

See here, Randall.

- Here?
- Simpson's office. He checked them.

- Put them in the safe?
- Naturally.

And went to lunch.

- Yes, he went to lunch.
- So?

We're not fools. Two men were
outside the whole time.

Fine. They'll be able
to tell us who went in.

You saw these men this morning.

They'll be able to tell you
who went in the office.

- You are incredible, Randall.
- There was somebody in the office.

- Who was it?
- A director.

In point of fact, the sales director,
Mr. Walter Previss.

- Shall we see him now or later?
- I don't care what you do, Randall.

'How about some coffee,
darling?'

I'm going to lunch.

See that Randall is out of my office
before I get back. Understand?

Yes, Mr. Carlson.

Just keep quiet
and you won't get hurt.

- What do you want?
- A little cooperation.

I'll give you the directions
as you drive.

I said drive.

Don't even think of playing games

because I'd have to drive the car
myself and then you would get hurt.

All right?

- How about lunch?
- You must be joking.

If Mr. Carlson found out,
my feet wouldn't touch the ground.

Ah, Previss, I wondered
if you'd pay us a visit.

All right, Miss James.

Carlson said you wanted a word.

I want more than that.

I want a signed confession
and 50,000 in diamonds.

Sorry, old chap. The stones are
already in the hands of my agents.

I'd be a fool to sign anything now.

We know you're a fool, Previss,

Or you wouldn't have tried
a crazy stunt like this.

- And I can prove it.
- But you won't.

Oh, but I will.

Not if you want to see
your charming secretary again.

I don't believe you.

Phone your office.

She was picked up
by friends of mine.

Friends who don't care
whether you see her again or not.

You...

Splendid.

All you've got to do is report
that the robbery was an outside job,

by persons unknown, and she'll
be back at work in no time at all.

Jenny! Jenny!

- She hasn't been back since lunch.
- Where did she go?

- She's your secretary.
- And your sister-in-law!

- Can't you keep an eye on her?
- What for? She's only out shopping.

Isn't she? Jeff?

No. She's being held
to keep my mouth shut.

- Held? By who?
- I was hoping you'd know.

Me? All right, so she's
standing in for Jeannie.

Five minutes and
you've got her into bother.

You are not getting her involved.

It's not that simple. I don't see
how he planned it so quickly.

Never mind that.
Tell 'em your lips are sealed.

Don't even tell me.

She's his insurance.
He'll keep her until...

I'm warning you,
if it's you or Jenny,

you'll be in a white suit
before you can turn round.

- Shut up.
- I will not shut up!

Previss, an amateur working alone,
persuades someone to grab Jenny.

- How?
- Money.

Know the right people, get anything.

That's it. Here's this director
doing his once-in-a-lifetime job.

- Well, who's he know? Except...
- Well?

The fence, the man he passed
the diamonds on to.

He's the only man he can trust
with a reason for grabbing Jenny.

- That makes sense.
- It's got to be.

Previss lies low until things
cool off and takes a holiday abroad.

And Jenny? It could take weeks.
You've got to do something.

Not until I know who the fence is.

- That's your job.
- Mine?

Sooner or later,
Previss will contact the fence.

You haunt Previss.
Don't let him out of your sight.

Right. Hang on, I don't know Previss.

Find him at his office! Let me know
when he meets that fence.

Right.

Busy, Mr. Randall?

Frantic.

Randall, I don't think you realise
the urgency involved.

I am sitting on a client who I dare
not take out to Merston Manor

- until this nonsense is stopped.
- We all have our problems,

some more urgent
than selling a house.

Possibly. But if you were able
to go this afternoon,

- you can give me a report.
- It was done this morning.

What did you say?

If you had time to go
this afternoon...

- This afternoon?
- Yes. You were there.

- What makes you say that?
- I saw your car.

I was passing. I would have stopped
but I was with a client.

- Why would Jenny go there?
- Jenny?

I haven't the faintest idea
what you're talking about.

Don't worry.
All part of the service.

If I'm right, your house
will be on the market in no time.

Oh, splendid!

Mr. Randall.

Jeff!

Oh, you had me so worried.

- Is it always like this?
- What?

- Your job.
- Only when I don't do it right.

- What's all this about, Jeff?
- I'm not sure.

I think this is a hide-out
for stolen goods.

- Why bring me here?
- It ties in with the Morgland case.

Previss must have used that fence
for the diamonds.

He's holding you
to keep my mouth shut.

- Now he's got you.
- Yeah.

Lucky Previss.

How many are there of them?

Oh, two of them brought me here.
I heard another one come later.

They can't keep us here for long.

Can they?

I don't know.

I should think they're more
worried about that than we are.

- Is Jackson on watch?
- Yes, at the front.

Then get me a brandy.

That'll be Previss now.

Aha!

Nice of you to come, old chap. Drink?

No, thanks. It's no fault of mine
Randall found his way here.

What was that?

We weren't followed. Don't blame me.

That's hardly the point.

Due to a very unfortunate
set of circumstances,

Mr. Randall found our little nest.

The point is, Previss,
what are you going to do about it?

Well, I really don't consider
it's my problem.

He's a bit of a joker, isn't he?

We only agreed to hold the girl
until the stones had been disposed of

and Randall had cleared you.

The situation now is quite different.

- Our whole operation is in jeopardy.
- I can't help that.

But my dear chap,
it's all your fault.

This is a mess. You were supposed
to stay at the office.

Who was supposed
to check this house?

It certainly wasn't me.

I'm sorry, love. I was kicking myself
for not checking this place over.

Exactly. And you know how nervous I
get when there's other ghosts about.

A few lousy sound effects.

They are very convincing.

No one expects a ghost
to punch them on the jaw.

So that was it.
You fell for that, did you?

There's a ghost
I'd like a few rounds with.

Not the way these ropes are tied,
I'm afraid.

I'd like to know
what they're talking about.

I'm doing my best.
I just can't loosen the knots.

I know, love. I'm sorry.

All right, Jeff. I'm going.

The fact is, you led him here.
He knows you.

I know, but...
what else can we do?

You can't be serious.

Perfectly serious. Unless you'd
like us to do a deal with Randall.

Let him have you and the diamonds.

May I recommend
something more subtle?

A fatal car accident
in the early hours?

The driver smelling
strongly of drink, of course.

Jeff, have you any idea
what they're planning in there?

They're forcing Previss to kill you.
They're telling him how.

It's no use, Jeff.
We'll just have to sit it out.

No, Jenny!
We've got to do something.

The only way is to get some help.

Help! Yes, but how?

There isn't time.

Don't worry, Jenny.
I'll think of something.

No. No, I couldn't.

Very well.

Latimer.

Bring Randall out.

All right.

No! Don't listen to him.

All right.

- I'll need help.
- Latimer will stay here with you.

Now, don't worry, old chap.

You'll be amazed how easy it is.

No one will suspect anything

but a boss having a night out
with his secretary.

Give me an hour to show up
at the club.

How much help do I give him?

If he doesn't do it,
kill him and deal with the others.

There's got to be a way.
There's got to be.

Oh, try and get some sleep, Jeff.

You might have some ideas
in the morning.

Jeannie will be very upset about
this. She'll never forgive you.

Somehow you've got
to get someone over here.

Someone nearby,
who isn't afraid of ghosts.

All right. I'll try.
But even if I do find someone,

who'd listen to a ghost giving
directions to a haunted house?

Together we have witnessed

many strange and inexplicable
occurrences.

However, I'm going to concentrate

only on the situation
at Merston Manor.

Throughout the night we heard sounds

which could be construed
as supernatural.

But I'm able to tell you now
that after further investigation,

the following day,

almost all the manifestations
could be put down...

to purely natural, material causes.

Mr. Horsfall, good evening.

I've got to talk to you. I can
solve the Merston Manor problem.

I must address
the meeting, through you.

You can't really be...

A ghost. Of course I'm a ghost.
I thought you were an expert.

- What is it?
- There's been a complication.

This gentleman wants
to address the meeting.

Have you been drinking, Henry?
What gentleman?

This gentleman over here
in the white suit.

Pull yourself together,
there's no one there.

Mr. Wallor, the meeting, please.

Excuse me.

Mr. Horsfall,
you've got to listen to me.

- I need everybody's help.
- Go away. You don't exist.

You're an impostor.

What? Oh, for crying out loud.

Look what I found!

It'll make it look
more like an accident,

in case the car doesn't catch fire.

Langford said to wait an hour.

There's still 30 minutes. We might
as well do the thing properly.

What's the matter? Are you afraid
to look them in the face?

Couldn't we wait
till they're asleep?

Perhaps use a drug?

I haven't got Langford's patience.

In actual fact, ladies and gentlemen,
for every supernatural incident,

there is a super-normal answer.

In the case of Merston Manor,

my colleague and I
have been to great pains

to ensure it is merely
a very old, deserted house.

Henry! For the last time,

will you stop behaving
like a fool and listen to me?

- Go away!
- I will not go away!

Henry, if you don't help, I'll
haunt you for the rest of your life.

Go away, whoever you are.
Please go away.

My colleague does seem rather anxious
to make one or two points,

so I will introduce him
without further ado.

Here he is, Mr. Henry Horsfall.

You better listen to me, or there'll
be two more ghosts screaming at you.

Go away!

I'm terribly sorry,

but I really
would like to say something.

Be quiet!

- Ladies and gentlemen...
- Never mind ladies and gentlemen!

All right. All right.

- Tell me anything to say, anything.
- Right!

Ladies and gentlemen,
the truth about Merston Manor

is that it is haunted,

and a ghost is with us here
in the house tonight.

The reason he is here
is he wants to tell us

a gang have made
their headquarters there...

and there are two people going to
be murdered in cold blood tonight.

Well, really!

Yes, going to be murdered
in cold blood.

Webster will prove it.

- Yes, he'll prove it.
- What?

- Absolute poppycock.
- Come on, Henry.

Come on, Henry!

Randall.

Randall, you're the detective.

Could you tell if the bodies
in a burnt out car

had died before or after the crash?

If you weren't so stupid, you'd know
there's more to it than that.

Oh, yes. Of course there is.

First, Previss uses
a starting handle on you both.

If it was me,
it would be quick and painless,

but Previss is very nervous
and not very strong.

Stop it!

Get on with it.

- All right. But you stay outside.
- Oh, no.

If I've got to do it...
I don't want a witness.

All right.

Scream.

Scream!

Scream!

Drop that gun!

- Thank you, sir.
- Pleasure, my dear fellow.

- Unpleasant type.
- Yes, somewhat.

There's more upstairs
the police'd be interested in.

Right!

- How's Jenny?
- She's OK. She's upstairs.

- You cut it a bit fine.
- That's nice.

That's charming, that is, I save your
life and all you do is complain.

I mean, well... we cleared up
both cases, didn't we?

Frederick, I think
I'd like to go home.

I'm not surprised, Henry.

You've made a spectacle of yourself,
not to mention our reputations.

Listen, I want the truth.
How did you know about this?

I'll tell you, Frederick,

when I was coming in to the hall,
I overheard...

- What's up with the little fellow?
- He's just seen a ghost.

Up you come.

- Not the lady, Colonel.
- Pity.

- Can you manage this one?
- Come along, you.

- You all right, Jenny?
- Mmm.

Been quite a day, hasn't it?

- She's done very well, hasn't she?
- Yes, she has.

- What was that?
- Nothing. Come on.

It runs in the family, you know.

I know it's cleared up, but there's
something I don't understand.

- What's that?
- How did Henry what's-his-name...

Henry Horsfall know where we were?

Um, I don't know, Jenny.

Perhaps the old place
really was haunted.

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