All language subtitles for The Protectors - S02E17 - Sugar and Spice

Is that the contract? It's here.

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What now?

Make contact, and then wait for an answer.

If the answer's no,
then we do it for real.

When did these arrive? This
morning, delivered by hand.

Mr. Dukes found them in the office mail.

And the phone call?

30 minutes later.

Brief, straight to the point.

I have till midday
tomorrow to give my answer.

Why your daughter, Sir Charles?

The Standish Group are about to make
a series of international mergers.

You mean takeovers?

There have been several attempts
by certain parties to prevent it.

If we carry on... My
daughter, Vicky, may die.

Well, that means she may have
to be kept hidden for months.

Only till the end of this week.

By then, the first papers will be
signed and nothing can stop us.

Who are they?

All we can tell you is
that the men they will

hire will be professional... and deadly.

Well, why use us? Why not the police?

Vicky must never know she's in danger.

That's vital.

Can you imagine the
effect on a ten-year-old girl?

Okay, we've got a lot
of things to do and very

little time to do. Thank you, Mr. Rule.

Total protection for my
daughter for six days.

Vicky maybe is behindhand in her history,

but I do think that a
sudden upheaval like this

is quite unnecessary,
and it's most upsetting.

I agree.

Of course I don't doubt your
qualifications, Mr Rule. After all,

it is Sir Charles' privilege,
and he's a very determined man.

Quite so, yes.

Ah, Vicky, this is Mr Rule.

How do you do, Vicky?

How do you do?

Do I have to go?

I'll miss tennis practice
and Jane's birthday on Friday.

It's what your father wishes.

Well, if we're going, let's go.

Oh, where's John?

Oh, he's sick, miss.

What's your name?

Paul.

You're new, aren't you?

Yes, just temporary, miss.

I thought you weren't one
of my father's drivers.

I'm afraid I misjudged
that corner a bit, miss.

You nearly had us over.

Oh, he's gorgeous. What's his name?

Major, miss.

Oh, yes.

This is Vicki. Hello. Hello.

This is the
housekeeper, Mrs. McGillicuddy.

I'll show you to your room.

Thank you, Mrs. McGillicuddy.

This way.

Well, I fixed the
window in the girls' room,

and I've checked all the other fastenings.

Good.

Listen, we could rig up some alarms.

Yeah, have them go off in
the middle of the night.

Tough to explain to a ten-year-old.

Yeah.

This is nice.

I think you'll be comfortable.

These blinds are stuck.

And I can't get the window open.

It must be jammed.

I'll get Paul to fix it tomorrow.

Hey, Major!

I'm coming!

Where are you going?

Just to see the dog.

Well, you can't go outside.

Why not?

Well, we have work to do here.

Mr. Rule.

Hmm.

Yes, why don't you go
upstairs and finish unpacking?

Go on, now. Move.

You know, that young
lady has a mind of her own.

Yes, we have other problems on our hands.

Remember the studs on
Vicky's overnight bag? Yeah.

Well, there was one too many. Hmm.

Yeah, I know the type.

It's got a radius of ten miles.

So perhaps we still lost them?

Yeah, maybe we didn't.

There, that should fix it.

Aye, Vicky's okay upstairs. Now,

one of us is never going to be in
the living room or here at all times,

so we'll have to take turns sleeping.

Won't arouse suspicion here, okay?

So here you all are.

Yes, so here we all are.

What's for supper?

I'm starving.

Let's see.

Well, actually, I'm not the cook.

Oh, well, then it must be you, Paul.

Yes, it's Paul.

Now, how did you guess that?

Well, you've got a French
name, and it can't be Mr. Rule.

Oh, I see. Well, um...

What would you like?

Oh, just something
simple, please. An omelette.

An omelette?

Fine.

Any special kind?

Ophine's herb.

Ophine's herb?

I'm sure it will be perfect.

Daddy says that Mr. Rule always
looks after everyone very well.

When did he say that?

Just now, on the phone.

I rang him.

Vicki, I think it's time
you and I had a little chat.

Shall we go in the living room? All right.

Get your herbs going.

What a lot of books you have.

Have you read them all?

Not from cover to cover, no.

Vicky, did you get
straight through to your father?

Yes, on his private number.

Yes.

Did you speak to anyone else?

No.

The reason I rang him was because I
thought there was something funny going on.

Funny?

Well, everything was so sudden.

And coming all that way round, and
ending up so near the school again.

Oh, yes.

What did your father say?

He said he'd known you for years.

And that I was to trust you completely,
even though you were a bit, well, eccentric.

Yes, of course.

We all have our little ways. Vicki,

I would rather much prefer if you
didn't call anyone else, you see,

not even your school friends.

I'm awfully sorry that I
was short with you earlier.

Oh, yeah.

Um, about going outside.

Why can't I?

Because you should, well,
quarantine is a quarantine.

What quarantine?

Hoof and mouth.

Oh, well, what about Major?

Oh, it's silly. Dogs
can't get hoof and mouth.

Nor do people.

Ah, that's a good
answer. Vicky, I told you,

you can't go outside.
What are you reading?

The History of Queen Victoria.

In six volumes.

You're really serious.

Well, I have a young lady named Vicky
who expects to be tutored in the morning.

Hence, homework.

You let me know if you
hear anything, all right?

Yeah?

Oh.

Everything seems quiet out there.

Nothing else?

Are you sure it was them?

It's gotta be.

Vicky's father's the only
one who knows we're here.

Well, listen, I don't see what
we're worried about. I mean,

it stands to reason they're
not going to try to kill her.

Well, of course. I mean, then they'd
have nothing to bargain with, would they?

Yeah, and they won't
snatch her while we're here.

As I was saying, it's true enough. It
won't stop them from picking us off.

Sister Miltman.

They're out there somewhere.

I've heard them.

Why don't we just go
out there and get them?

That's what they want us
to do, show our faces.

Why don't we just put Vicki in
the car and make a break for it?

What if they've got a roadblock out there?

The best thing we can
do both for Vicki and

for ourselves is stay right where we are.

They want her to come to us.

Good morning.

Oh, well, you're up
early. So am I. Yes, well,

I'm a bit of trouble
sleeping these days, you know.

Oh, don't do that.

Why not?

Well, because I have migraine headaches,
you see, and sunlight makes them worse.

Oh, well, sit down.

Relax.

Sure you're comfortable now?

Good.

Oh, yes.

Is that okay?

Oh, it's ever so much better.

Are you well enough to teach?

Yes, I am, as a matter of
fact, right after breakfast.

Is it dead? No drug.

Something's been injected into the milk.

Now they're here, why
don't we just go in shooting?

There's only three of them.

It's a new situation.

We've got to grab the girl, not
kill her, and time's running out.

You, go and check.

It don't get heroic.

All right, Vicki, take some
notes now. 19th century history.

The reign of Queen Victoria began in 1837.

Queen Victoria?

Yes, yes.

But we're studying European
history to the death of Napoleon.

He died two years after she was born. Oh.

Well, we're studying
the aspects of his civil

code in relation to
this theory of warfare,

particularly to the battles of
Jena, Austerlitz, and Waterloo.

Yes, yes. Well, first
things first, though.

Now, Napoleon was a Frenchman.

Corsican?

He was born in Corsica.

Well, he became French,
so... Do you know Corsica?

No.

Moscow? No.

No.

Paris?

No.

Well, you should know about these
places, as they were when Napoleon knew them.

Now, let's see.

Corsica. It's an island, you know.

Yes.

And there are a lot of bad men
living there at the present time.

As a matter of fact, a good deal
worse than in Napoleon's time.

Would you like me to tell
you about it? Yes. All right.

Well, you see, they carry big
guns, and they eat spaghetti,

and they shine their heads
with olive oil. Do you know that?

No. Oh, well.

In the orchard. Well, back to work.

There's somebody out there with a shotgun.

Alone?

Yeah, probably checking on
whether the drug milk worked or not.

Well, perhaps we should
let him think it did.

It makes sense.

Hopkins.

No rabbits again today? Well,
never mind. Maybe tomorrow, hm?

Oh.

What's you doing under there?

Uh, I was looking for me thimble.

How many times have I told you not
to bring a loaded gun into the house?

Could cause a nasty accident.
You know that, don't you, Smith?

Come, Vicki.

Now, did you know that
Moscow was filled with spies

in Napoleon's time, just like it is today?

Did you know that, Jones?

They must have got him.

And that settles it.

We've got to go in.

Where are you going?

I've some arrangements
to make. We move tonight.

He's a bit eccentric too, isn't he?

Oh, ever so, yes.

Where are you going?

To the larder. I'm thirsty.

I'll get it for you.

Right. Oh, um, lemonade fizzy, please.

Right.

Good night, Vicky.

Mr. Roo, I've been thinking.

If the fur trapper hadn't found
the French soldier in the snow,

he'd have lost his feet
and fingers, wouldn't he?

It's very possible.

You see, the story of
Napoleon's retreat from Moscow, well,

it's really the story of...

Man's fight against nature.

You make it sound so real.

As though it had happened to you.

No, no.

All from books.

It's much more
interesting than stuffy old dates.

I mean, you didn't
give me one single date.

That's just my personal method.

Now, come on. You must get some sleep.

Good night, Mr. Moore.

Good night, Vicki.

How goes the watch, Jeeves?

Fine.

How's the girl? Sleep.

Good.

What's happening? What's all the noise?

It's all right, don't worry.

Just that Mr. Rule fell down the stairs.

It's all right.

Everything will be all right.
I just have to go back to bed.

All right? There you go. Up you go.

Good morning.

Hi.

How about a little walk before breakfast?

I thought we couldn't go out.

Oh, no, the quarantine's over.

What about your migraine?

Gone.

Can we really go?

Have I ever lied to you?

On a Wednesday morning?

Before breakfast?

Mr. Woodward? Mm-hmm? Are you an American?

Uh, yes, sort of.

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