All language subtitles for Randall & Hopkirk Deceased s01e11 The Ghost Who Saved the Bank at Monte Carlo.eng

No more bets.

Four, black.

Five straight wins?! It's impossible.

Incredible.

Place your bets, please.

No, thank you.

- Are you leaving already?
- I'm afraid so.

Such a winning run deserves
longer at the table.

No, thank you. I only came
to get enough for my ticket.

- Your ticket?
- To Monte Carlo, the best place.

I should put it
on number 14 red, my dear.

- Thank you so much. Good night.
- Good night.

No more bets.

14, red.

Come in.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

I'd like to speak to Mr. Hopkirk.

- I'm sorry, Mrs...?
- Faringham, Clara Faringham.

I'm terribly sorry, but...

Mr. Hopkirk died some time ago.

Oh, dear.

- Poor Marty.
- Clara Faringham?

Not his Aunt Clara?

Yes, that's right.

Please sit down.

You would be his partner, Mr. Randall.

That's right.

I'm sorry you had to find out
like this.

I was Marty's wife.

Jean?

Oh, my dear! I'm sorry,
now I've brought it all up.

Do forgive me.

Can I get you some coffee?

No... really.

Well, as I came for a purpose,
I might as well get on with it.

- If I can help.
- Oh, but you can.

I shall need your assistance

for approximately three days,
starting next Monday.

Do you think you should
tell me why you need me?

I have an appointment in Monte Carlo,
Mr. Randall,

and I shall require
your services as... a bodyguard.

I think that's
the best description. A...

Bodyguard?!

I expect to be returning
with at least 100,000 pounds.

And one reads such terrible tales
about robbery these days.

You're collecting the money there.

Oh, no, Mr. Randall!

Winning it at roulette.

Morning, Jeff.
Don't tell me we've got a client!

I'm sorry if it sounds a little odd,

but I assure you
it's all perfectly true.

Aunt Clara! Well, I'll be...

What's she doing here?! And ask her
why she didn't come to my funeral!

I'm sure it is, Mrs. Faringham.
Have you ever played roulette?

Eh?

Once. Last night.

I decided to test my system.

I collected enough money
for my expenses.

Will someone please tell me
what's going on?

I'm sure it's a good system,
but Monte Carlo?

I know, but this
has taken four years to perfect.

I suppose it would be wiser to use
it gradually at various small clubs.

But the trouble is, Mr. Randall,
I don't really like gambling.

I just want to take 1,000 pounds...

And win...100,000.

Yes.

The first night
should make about 25,000,

and the second night 50,000,
thereabouts.

And the third night, jackpot.

I'm so glad you understand.

I'll have the tickets
and everything sent round.

I mustn't take up
any more of your time.

She's gone potty!

Maybe it's not of my business,
Mrs. Faringham, but...

Monte Carlo has a way
of swallowing foolproof systems.

I know that.

But I've made a study
of all the failed ones since 1879.

Mine is quite different.

You better get Mrs. Faringham a cab.

Then, you're going?

Yes, I think Monte Carlo
will be lovely this time of year.

Thank you so much, Mr. Randall.

Until Monday, then.

- Any more like her in your family?
- Aunt Clara!

I often wondered what she was up to.
Roulette, yet!

It's crazy.
If she wasn't your aunt...

If it doesn't work,
she'll get over it.

Doesn't work? We both know
what will happen.

You never can tell,
it might just work.

Oh, no! You're not going
anywhere near Monte Carlo.

"Oh, no"? What do you mean "oh, no"?
She's my aunt!

And my client. So you stay here
where you can't do us any more harm.

Jeff, you know
I've no control over moving objects.

Exactly. So keep away.

There's no harm in me
just coming for the ride, is there?

No, Marty. No.

Excuse me.

- What did you do that for?
- Nothing.

- It thought I saw a gremlin.
- A gr...?

I was just making sure it was the
right plane, I was halfway to India.

Do you think he spotted us?

Don't be stupid.
The old lady wouldn't recognise me.

Why does he keep looking?

Maybe flying makes him nervous,
like you two.

I think I shall enjoy a cup of tea
and then prepare for our flutter.

Can't you wait till tomorrow?

After four years of theory, I must
confess I'm a little impatient.

Monsieur Rileau!
Au telephone, s'il vous plait!

Here he is now.

314 to 316.

You want me to put the squeeze on
for 317?

I'll tell you
when to put the squeeze on.

It's not like Jim Lawsey
to worry about a system.

No. Especially when there's
so many other important things.

- Your key, monsieur.
- Thank you.

Fantastic, Jeff.
I love a room that looks out to sea.

Then why don't you find
a lighthouse?

I'm warning you,
any tricks and I drop the case.

Come on, Jeff. I told you,
I only came along for the ride.

And Aunt Clara?

Well, like you said, she's the one
who's going to be taken for a ride.

It is a nice room, though.

And it's a single.

I wonder whether that's our tea.
Come in.

Hello! Where's Bill?

Bill?

Bill Clarke.
This is his room, isn't it?

No, it isn't. This is 315.

Trust Bill. He's got his numbers
mixed up again. Sorry to bother you.

Not at all.

Funny.

I wonder where our tea is?

The girl's with her now.

How about the room?

There's a balcony,
could get in from 313.

Any sign of that notebook of hers?

Do me a favour, I stayed at the door.

All right!

You better stay here and let me know
if either of them go out.

- Jeff! This no time for a siesta.
- Well, take a run on the beach.

- Aunt Clara's in trouble.
- Already.

A fella off the plane is here,
watching her room.

You don't say.

They know all about her.
I'm sure they're after her system.

I mean, the notebook.

Come and have a look.

- C'est la vie.
- Who?

Jeff!

Five minutes
and you're looking for trouble!

They're after Aunt Clara!

They got every room covered.

Jeff, listen,
just suppose her system does work.

Think what it'd be worth
in the wrong hands.

There's no such thing as a perfect
system and Aunt Clara will be fine.

She's going to buy
1,000 pounds worth of chips

and spend a pleasant hour
giving it to the croupier, d'accord?

I hope you're right, Jeff.

Faites vos jeux, mesdames,
messieurs. Faites vos jeux.

Rien ne va plus.

Deux, noir!

Faites vos jeux, mesdames, messieurs.

Would you be so kind?

Couldn't you just start
with a couple of hundred?

There's no point in being timid.
1,000, please.

Rien ne va plus.
Rien ne va plus.

This is the big table.

I thought it was fun.
They all look so terribly serious.

People have made and lost
their fortunes here.

It looks more like
an operating table to me.

Max, go to the bar. If Randall
and the girl leave, follow them.

Right.

Do you know the fat bloke at the bar?

- No. Why, should I?
- I just wondered.

He was giving you the going-over.

Small-time. Come on.

Large brandy, please.

Rien ne va plus.
Rien ne va plus.

Vingt-trois, rouge. Impair.

Passe.

Well, here we are.
Rather you than me, Aunt Clara.

I hope I shall convert you
before the night is out, Jeffrey.

Rien ne va plus.

Rien ne va plus.

Hello, Sagran here.

Listen, we have poachers.

Lawsey, from London.

Sure they're here,

and they don't
look like tourists to me.

All right. I'll meet you here.

Onze, noir, impair. Banque.

Faites vos jeux, mesdames, messieurs.

Now...29 and on the sides.

Oui, madame. Vingt-neuf.

Faites vos jeux, mesdames, messieurs.

- Not the lot, Auntie.
- They're perfectly safe, Jeffrey.

Rien ne va plus. Rien ne va plus.

I daren't look!

Don't you start! You know what
the chances are? They're about...

Vingt-neuf, noir, impair. Passe.

- We've won!
- Naturally, Jean, my dear.

Felicitations, madame.

What's the matter?

I might have known.

Faites vos jeux.

You'll have to help me
with these, Jean.

Right, keep an eye on them.

I warned you, Marty. I warned you.

I had nothing to do with that!

I couldn't control a ball
at that speed.

He's talking to himself.

One lousy bet and you expect me
to believe that's luck.

- Or a system.
- There's no such thing...!

There's no such thing as a system.

Why has she been followed
from London?

The only thing that's followed
her from London is you.

What about those two
at the bar, then?

I suppose those two old dears
are from the Mafia?

All right, Jeff,
but don't say I didn't warn you.

Don't you know anything? Any fool
can tell this is a big operation.

Randall was probably talking
to his partner.

A transmitter
and a microphone in his lapel.

That coat probably
has a built-in aerial, the works.

That's not bad.

They're getting ready to leave.

OK, you follow them.
Meet you later at the hotel.

There you are!

Monsieur Tapiro has kindly offered
to keep the money here in the safe.

- Tapiro?
- Oui, I am the manager here.

We are delighted
with madame's good fortune.

- I'll bet you are.
- No, no, I'm sincere.

Perhaps tomorrow night
we will get our revenge, eh?

Perhaps tomorrow night
we'll be back in London.

You know my system, Jeffrey.

I shall be here tomorrow night
and make another bet.

Just one?
We'll be delighted to take it.

- Until tomorrow, then.
- Until tomorrow. Oh, the money?

We'll cash those in
and bring the money tomorrow.

As you wish, monsieur.

The old lady, she had a big win.

Yes, very big.

He was only trying to help.

So am I.

Tell me, Suzanne,
who do you see at the bar?

Sagran. The others I do not know.

I don't like the look of them.

Verrier, take Hibert with you
and go to Madame Faringham's hotel.

I want to know if our friends
go anywhere near there.

- Madame Faringham?
- Yes. She had a big win tonight.

Oui, monsieur.

Marty, what do you want?

Nothing.

- Well, then?
- This is our room!

My room.

And I don't want you keeping me up
looking for imaginary villains.

- I've nowhere else to go.
- You can go anywhere you like.

It's different here.
I know London, I know where to go.

- Here it's different, it's France.
- You must be kidding.

Suppose I meet a French ghost,
like the Laughing Cavalier?

He's Dutch.

There you are.
I wouldn't know what to do.

Do exactly the same
as you do in London - panic.

I do not panic! If there's one thing
I don't do, it's panic!

Anyway, I'm worried about Jeannie.

If anyone tries anything tonight,
I wanna be close by.

Nobody's gonna try anything tonight.

I don't know, Jeff.

I've got a premonition.
Things don't feel right.

All right. If it makes you feel
better, you stay and keep watch.

But don't wake me up
unless it's an absolute emergency!

Marty!

Very good, Terry.

- You and Max get up to her room.
- What about you?

- I'll be down here watching.
- Right.

What about the money?
Do we take that, too?

- All I want is that book.
- OK!

Well, get moving, then!

Quickly, room 315.

Slowly and carefully, Sagran.

Verrier, what is it?

Come on, you can do better than that.

This has got nothing to do
with the casino. Keep out of it.

But the casino doesn't like the
bad reputation you try to give it.

Especially when you try to rob
one of our English clients.

Me? Rob?
My friends, you are ridiculous.

Monsieur.

Formidable!

Jeff, wake up. It's an emergency.

It is, honestly.
Come on, Jeff, wake up!

Achtung, achtung, Jeff, come on!

What?

In here.

Jeff! Wake up!

Hmm? What?

Mm.

You go in, I'll keep watch.

Bon.

Quick.

Jeff, wake up!

Jeff, will you wake up!
Will you wake up!

Get the keys.

Oh, no!

In here.

Perfect!

What the...?

Sorry.

- Do you know what time it is?
- Time you started earning your fee.

I'm warning you, you'd better
be right. You just better be right!

They're breaking into
Auntie's room right now.

Oh, right now, eh?

Oh, no!

Jeff, listen, honestly.
Open the door.

Will you open this door? Jeff!

There's been a full-scale battle
going on out here, have a look.

Fancy that!

Now, listen. I was over there.

First, two English fellas came up,
and they had a pass key.

They were just about to go in
when two French types arrived.

One went, "Monsieur".
Big battle, they were knocked out.

- The French.
- No, the British.

The Frenchmen were gonna go in
and two more came!

- Nationality?
- They looked a bit... I'm serious.

- I'm sure.
- They got the key...

That's when I came to see you.

Who got them, the Bulgarians
or the Hackney Martians?

Very funny.
Come on, they're in there now.

I say one thing for this hotel.
They're good at sweeping up bodies.

Oh! It's you, Jeffrey.

I'm sorry to disturb you, but I heard
something... Are you all right?

All right? Of course I am.

- You didn't hear anything?
- No. Only you knocking on my door.

Oh. I'm sorry.

Good night, Jeffrey.

- I did see them, Jeff, honestly.
- If only I could get hold of you!

If you don't believe me,
have a look in these closets.

This is where the bodies are.

At least take a look!

Jeff!

- Good morning.
- Good morning, Jeffrey.

- Any more noises in the night?
- Quiet as the grave.

There's no need to be personal.

Did I miss something
during the night?

Just me missing sleep.

Jeffrey, when I collect
my winnings tonight...

Well, 48,000 pounds is rather a lot
to carry around, don't you think?

I hope the casino can afford it.

How can you be so certain
you're going to win?

That's quite simple, Jeffrey.

If the right combination of numbers
doesn't appear, I don't bet.

Sooner or later, it will.

She always was good at figures.

Mrs. Hopkirk,
what a pleasant surprise.

Oh, it's you.
Did you find your friend?

In a way, I wish I hadn't.
But I do apologise.

Not at all.

- My name's Max, Maxwell Hart.
- I'm Jean.

You're dressed for swimming,
why don't you join me?

- Would you mind, Auntie?
- Of course not.

You run along, I'm sure Mr. Hart
will take good care of you.

All right, I'd love to.

Excuse us.

You're not letting her go with him?!

- She's over 21 and single.
- That is not the point.

Is he one of the bodies you saw?

Yes, he is.
And Jeannie can't swim, either.

- Is everything all right?
- Fine, thanks.

- But you were talking to someone.
- Thinking aloud. It's a habit.

Really?

They've the hotel covered, they'll
get you away on some excuse soon.

- Then?
- They'll move in on Aunt Clara.

- Why don't you take a holiday?
- Don't say I didn't warn you!

Monsieur Randall?

Could you spare me a moment?

Certainly, mademoiselle...?

Monet, Suzanne Monet.

The manager here said you could help
me when you returned to London.

Watch it!

- What's the problem?
- You are a detective?

- Yes.
- How did she know?

My sister went to London as an
au pair and I haven't heard from her.

- You have an address?
- Yes, but she does not reply.

I have a photograph of her
up in my room.

- If you could just...
- It's a trick!

Certainly.

- Do you mind, Auntie?
- Of course not. I'll be all right.

- Fine. Shall we?
- Thank you so very much.

"Thank you so very much"! She just
wants to get you into her room.

And I'm gonna let her do it.

Jeff!

- Mrs. Faringham?
- Yes.

There is a call for you from England.

- England?
- Oui, madame.

The operator
will put it through to your room.

- Thank you.
- Don't go, it's a trick.

You mustn't go. They're after
your system - the notebook.

Aunt Clara, don't go!

That's the best photograph
I have of her.

And the address of the house
she went to is on the back.

That shouldn't be a problem,
I'll call round when I get back.

I don't think I'll go back
to the pool, it's so hot.

Are you in any hurry?

Jeff! There's no time for that.

I'll go and change into
something comfortable.

Will you order drinks,
Monsieur Randall?

Call me Jeff.

You're supposed
to be watching Aunt Clara.

Nothing will happen to her
in broad daylight.

That's why they tricked her into
going to her room.

What?

They told her there was a phone call.

- When?
- About five minutes ago.

I've been looking for you.

All right,
but if there is a phone call...

Jeff?

Aunt Clara?

Jeff! Down here.

- Are you all right?
- Yes, I... I think so.

An absolutely insufferable man
attacked me as soon as I came in.

And who let her walk right into it?!

- Did he take anything?
- Her liberty!

Yes, I'm afraid so.

The brute wanted my notebook.

The one with your figures in it?

Yes.
Not that it'll do them any good.

But if he's got the system...?

I'm not that silly, Jeffrey.

I keep my system up here.

The notebook
merely contains a record

of winning sequences
during the past five years.

Without my equation,
it's absolutely useless.

Sequences. Nothing but sequences!

Maybe that's what she's following.

Any fool can do that and lose
every time. It's how she uses them.

That'll be Max.

A magnificent operation, monsieur.
Magnificent.

Is that it?

Yes. But it appears to be useless
without Madame Faringham.

- Then we take her.
- The casino won't like that.

There are ways, Andre,
there are ways.

What a busy little bee
you are, Sagran.

- One likes to keep active.
- But not in other people's rooms.

I'll take the book.

I was about to return that to madame.

Of course you were
Next time, I'll return you...

to the morgue.

Ah, you've got them.
It's terribly exciting, isn't it?

I'm delighted
you were able to come tonight.

- Very nice of you to say so.
- It is our pleasure.

By the way, may I return
this notebook with our compliments.

I understand you mislaid it.

Mislaid is hardly the word I'd use.

My men had instructions to make sure
that nothing was mislaid.

The details are of no consequence.

Perhaps they were too enthusiastic.

Monsieur Randall,
we are on your side.

A casino with our reputation
is very vulnerable

to the wrong kind of publicity.

May I wish you good luck tonight.

Monsieur.

He seems happy
about losing casino money.

Now it makes sense. Maybe he'll feel
differently tomorrow.

Jean!
I'd no idea you played the tables.

I'm sure you hadn't.

- Perhaps we'll meet later.
- I wouldn't advise it.

If I were you,
I'd get straight back to London.

Rien ne va plus.

Rien ne va plus.

Vingt-neuf, noir, impair.

Stay with her.

Marty.

- Where've you been?
- Observing the enemy.

You'll have to do something,
they're everywhere.

That Sagran's over there.

His pals are at the bar.

Rien ne va plus.

Where's the British delegation?

- Lawsey's here but that's it.
- Max is here.

The other one
must have jumped Auntie.

There you are - Lawsey.

- You don't stand a chance.
- Oh, thanks!

And they're all moving in
for the kill.

- And Auntie's it.
- It doesn't have to be.

Not on one bet.
If she doesn't make another...

There's no chance of that, Jeff.

- We're getting out of here.
- What, now?

Come on, Auntie, we're leaving.
Oh, no! Not 13.

So what happens now?

We hope she loses.

Treize, noir, impair. Banque.

Felicitations, madame.

Auntie's done it, Jeff.
Black 13.

- We're dead rich.
- We're dead.

We could ask for police protection
to the airport.

What's the point? Those villains
would only follow us back to London.

- Unless we got rid of Aunt Clara.
- That's a bit drastic!

No, send her somewhere
they can't reach her.

A cruise or something.
Get her away for a year.

- No.
- Why?

- She hates the sea.
- We need something.

Before morning.

- You'd better find out how they are.
- Why? Tapiro's men are on duty.

They can be seen, you can't.

On guard?! Where does
that casino get the cheek?

They think they're running
a private police force?

- They are.
- Well, it's not legal.

Why pick on us?

You're the biggest
trouble they've had.

You're here to help.

I haven't put you on the payroll
to be Tapiro's mouthpiece.

- We could fly some of the lads in.
- Now he wants an invasion.

All we want is one old lady,
one lousy old lady.

It's gotta be tomorrow.

Once Randall gets her on that plane,
anything could happen.

What about Sagran?

I'll take care of Sagran.

We can't move in while
Lawsey's idiots are charging around.

- They can be removed.
- With Tapiro watching?!

They're going to take
the old lady tomorrow.

- How?
- They haven't worked it out yet.

If Lawsey's anything to go by,
they'll use a tank.

And the system,
what do they know about that?

Nothing... except that it works.

Then we are rich.

If Aunt Clara's got a system,
only she understands it.

Then we're not rich.

That notebook makes no sense and
the system she gave me was baffling.

- But it works.
- So far.

Enough to convince Lawsey
and company.

I'll find out what they're planning.

We know what they're planning.
The problem is stopping them.

Any chance of getting Aunt Clara
to make a wrong bet?

Never.

This is what we'll do.

The only foolproof way is to take
the old lady in the casino tonight.

- The casino?!
- In front of Tapiro?

There is a way, a perfect way.

Tapiro will have the hotel covered,

and the airport.

The one place that he will forget

is his own little empire.

That's not bad, not bad at all.

Careful.

Nice of you to drop in, Suzanne.
I was beginning to wonder about you.

Now, listen. We can't pull this off
if we keep falling over each other.

We're prepared to make a deal.

We get the system,

you work France
and we work the States.

That way we all clean up
and nobody gets hurt.

Except Randall and the old lady.

- Well?
- Why fight?

Let us work together... on my plan.

I never turn down
a good idea, Sagran.

Quarante-quatre,
rouge, pair. Passe.

I trust that
you have had a pleasant day?

- Perfect!
- Splendid.

I have a place waiting for you
and credit to the value of 52,600 pounds.

- How very kind.
- This way, please, madame.

- A regular little Santa Claus.
- He should worry!

The chances of her winning
three times are impossible.

They're all here.

- Licking their lips.
- Any idea what they're up to?

No.

Let's get it over with.

Mrs. Hopkirk,
how delightful to see you again.

- Excuse us.
- He's got a gun.

You better listen, and hard.
She goes out on the terrace with us,

and one wrong move
from either of you means I use this.

- Make up your mind.
- What's the deal?

Simple.
She stays on the terrace with us,

until you and Mrs. Faringham
have left with the money.

- Go on.
- Our car's outside.

If you leave in any other car,
we kill her.

Don't listen to him,
they'll never let you leave.

Be careful, Jean, he's not bluffing.

Come on.

Don't just stand there, do something.

- We should never have come.
- What?

- I've gotta stop that bet.
- I've gotta make sure Jean's OK.

- Auntie, I must talk to you.
- Yes, in a moment.

Now!

Auntie, I want you to lose.

I'm sorry, I don't quite follow you.

- It's not safe for you to win.
- Oh, Jeffrey.

- We've been over this before.
- Look, I mean it.

Your concern is most touching.

But Monsieur Tapiro has offered
to drive us to the airport.

- Win or lose.
- But...

Faites vos jeux.

Ah!

28. Quite definitely.

Wait...

Good evening, Randall.
Not gambling too much, I hope.

No more than you two.

Jeannie's all right at the moment.

Aunt Clara must not win.

What can I do? I can't stop
that wheel with everybody watching.

- She's on 28.
- And my wife has a gun in her back.

All right, all right.
I'll try the best I can.

- What number was it?
- 28.

Vingt-huit.

Pardon! Vingt-neuf!?

All the threes, 29!

Noir, impair. Passe.

Oh, dear, what a pity.

- She's lost!
- C'est fini.

- Beginner's luck doesn't last.
- But the system?

You never really believed
that story, did you?

I've upset that croupier,
he's off to play Russian roulette.

It's a national sport tonight.

You've ruined a game gambler.

I can't understand it.

It's quite impossible.

Auntie lost the lot.

I know.

Monsieur Randall, I think you have
met Suzanne. A very useful girl.

One of my... I suppose you'd
call them special agents.

Special agent?

Very special.

She's fantastic, Jeff. She had a gun
trained on them all the time.

I shall have to thank Suzanne
personally.

Obviously.

Shall we leave, Jeffrey?

Monsieur Randall.

- Bon soir, monsieur.
- Bon soir, madame.

I wonder if Mr. Tapiro would have been
so helpful if we had won.

- I'd rather not think about that.
- You can say that again.

At least Auntie got roulette out
of her system - pardon the pun.

Feel free.

Oh! It's all so terribly exciting.

- I'm glad you thought so.
- No, I mean this newspaper.

Have you ever noticed
how many second favourites

carrying less than seven and
a half stone, win two-year-old races?

It's quite remarkable. Now,
if I apply my equation to that...

Jeff, stop her. I can't stand horses.

Why can't she take up something
simple, like the stock exchange?

Oh, no!

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