All language subtitles for The Professionals - 3x03 - Stopover

See? You think he came
aboard in Amsterdam, yeah?

Yeah, yeah. In the
hold, we find him hiding.

Just a minute, Captain.

We've got to stay away inside. Good night.

And you'll like this!
Cowley! George Cowley! The I-5s!

Get him here!

You tell him! He's murdered it!

And get him here, fast!

Very nice setting.

He was one of the best men
we've ever had, Sir Peter.

Strange ending for him.

Anonymity was what he
looked for all his life.

It was his stock in trade.

What could be more anonymous than that?

When I go, I suppose it'll be
an obituary in the Times and

a pompous memorial service
in some fashionable church.

And yet he did more for his
country than I could ever hope to.

You're too modest, Sir Peter.
That's just what I'm not, Cowley.

I have single-mindedly
pursued public recognition.

To be quite frank, I
can't think of anything

I'd enjoy more than
reading my own obituary.

On the principle that even the press
doesn't speak ill of the dead. Precisely.

And what about you, Cowley?

What's it going to be for you? A
marble monument or an unmarked grave?

It's not a subject I think about a
great deal, Sir Peter. If I had your job,

I'd think about it most of the time.

No peace for CIFI? Not even here.

If you'll excuse me, Sir Peter. Of course.

I'll be there in half an hour.

He's on his way.

Baronet!

Managed to keep the press
away. Good. Up there? Yes, sir.

By the forklift.

Who is this Meredith, anyway?

An old friend from the Hong Kong
station. One of the best men I ever had.

I thought half an hour
ago I thought he was dead.

Just leave this to me.

Cowley.

Good to see you alive, Colin.

The report said captured, assumed
dead. It was a fair assumption.

Come on.

We'll get you out of this.

I could do with something stronger.

The only spirit we've got
is surgical. Feeling better?

I'm sorry about that,
George. Until three days ago,

I was still a guest of the Khmer
Rouge, and I haven't stopped running since.

It was one hell of an arrival you staged.

Why the big production number?

Well, it got you here in half an hour.

We are on the phone, you know.

Yeah, and I was a stowaway with no
name, no official papers, no identity.

That's just the sort of story no
official mind is ever likely to grasp. Well,

give us the story, Colin, starting
with how you got out of Cambodia.

Raduc got me out. Raduc?
But he's KGB. Oh, he was.

In China's top man.

Also in the past tense.

Now he wants to
negotiate a new deal with you.

What sort of a deal? He wants a
new identity and a lot of money.

And he wants him fast, or
he's a dead man and he knows it.

What do we get?

You get a name.

Name of a traitor.

A double agent at the very
top of Western intelligence.

Codenamed Iron Sphinx.

And where is Radu? He's in London.

I hope we split up in Holland when
Kodai got too close for comfort.

Where do you fit into all this, Colin?

Oh, I'm just his go-between.

That's why he got me out of Cambodia.

And that's why Moscow sent
Igor Kodai after me. Kodai?

They're really giving you the star
treatment. Nothing but the best, George.

He nearly got me in Amsterdam.

It won't take him long to find me here.

About as long as it takes to
read a shipping schedule. Come on,

we'll get you out of here.

Over there!

I'll see to Meredith! All right!

Whose turn is it? Yours.

You all right? Yeah. You?

Yeah.

Yeah, I feel as if I know that guy.

Somebody spent 15 minutes trying to
kill her. You do get that feeling. No,

not Carter. His driving instructor.

How is he, Doctor?

The wound itself is nothing
superficial, but his general condition... Well,

he looks as if he spent a
year in a concentration camp.

Two years, in fact.

Well, he needs a complete rest and a
high-protein diet. Right, thank you, Doctor.

One other thing, sir, he's got hold
of a bottle of whisky from somewhere.

He shouldn't be drinking.

I'll see to it.

The doctor says you have
to have a complete rest.

I haven't worn civilized
clothes for two years.

Something else I
haven't had for a long time.

God used to crave for the
taste for it. Well, Lou,

you know good, Colin, not in your estate.

Oh, I never thought I'd
live here. You say that.

Come to that, I never thought I'd live,
period. A rest first, then celebration.

A rest is a habit I'm afraid I've got out
of. I'll have to get it back gradually.

In the meantime... Tell
me what happened, Colin.

Oh, come on, George.

No.

You'd better try two years
in a Marxist prison camp

to cure you of that
Puritan work ethic for good.

I know you've been through a lot.

Yeah, and some.

Human beings are just raw
material for the great experiment.

They're like bricks or packs of
plasticine to a kid, whatever. You chop them up,

squeeze them all together, remould
them, discard them. It doesn't matter.

They're not important. It
is the end that counts.

How did you get caught?

Raduc.

Raduc put you in?

Raduc got you out. Yeah, with a two-year
gap in between. But why? Well, you know,

Raduc, it's a game to him.

Ideology was never his strong suit.

He's too sophisticated. And his
paymasters didn't like that, eh?

The Russians and the
Chinese didn't like it,

but they had to put up with
it because he got results.

But why you in particular?

Well, after two years, Raduc knew
all there was to know about me,

so he knew that of all the
people available to him,

I was the one most
likely to get him your ear.

So, what do you want
me to tell him, George?

We do a deal or not?

I'm interested.

You're interested? This is the
biggest thing since Philby. Oh, God forbid.

Be a big feather in your cap, George.

I don't need a cap or a
feather in it. Such rectitude.

You sure you're on the right
side? Oh, quite sure, Colin.

I've got my Puritan work
ethic to keep me going, remember?

I'll arrange a meeting
for tomorrow. All right.

But you can't go alone. I must.

Raduc is telling you one of the most
important secrets in the history of espionage,

George. Look at you,
man, the state you're in.

I wouldn't trust you to
cross the road on your own,

even if Kadai wasn't out there somewhere
waiting for you. I got here, didn't I?

Halfway across the world.

George, Radoog won't
trust anyone, not even me.

If I turn up with your
goons breathing down my neck,

he'll read that as a double-cross.
That's the sort of mood he's in.

If it hadn't been for my
goons, as you choose to call them,

you'd be laid out on a slab by now.

I'm sorry, George. No disrespect
to your lads, but I must go alone.

All right.

But the minute you get back, the doctor
puts you under sedation a full 24 hours.

Agreed?

Just don't try to have
me followed, George.

Hey, Meredith, your
mother know you're out.

Thanks for saving my life, boys.

Oh, it's all right,
Meredith. Think nothing of it.

Your smile is recompense enough.
Isn't that right, Doyle? Oh, yeah,

it's all part of the service. I
hope it goes a long way round.

Congratulations.

Two to one, and you lost him.

I recognised his driver.

Did some surveillance on
him a couple of years ago.

He's a Pole.

Came over during the war.

Jan Malensky.

How about Grigor Borikov?

Ever heard of him?

Even my mum's heard of Burakov.

Of course, Malensky, he was one
of the names Burakov gave us.

After he defected, right.

Among a lot of others, of course,
all KGB recruits, but low grade.

I remember checking
Malensky out at the time.

And?

Nothing, till now.

So he doesn't know you?

No.

But he's the type Corday would use if
he didn't have time to set up a hit.

Very well. Pull Molenski in.

But before you do, I've
got two things to say. One,

just because Corday
failed to kill Meredith today,

don't underestimate him.
He's a formidable agent.

And two, remember the
stakes we're playing for.

This operation is vital, absolutely vital.

Well, you wouldn't win many
coconuts, would you, could I?

You moved in front of Carly.

You're lucky I didn't blow your hair off.

It's a mess, Redouk.

Recriminations are a
luxury we don't have time for.

Did they believe your story,
Meredith? Yes, I think so.

What is the first lesson an agent learns?

If you've got a story, stick to it.

I'll stick to it. I'm not going
back. It's too risky. You must.

You must all take risks until the
job is done and Cowley is dead.

Not very nice, Walensky, is it?

Being run down by a car.

Well, I didn't like it
either. I won't talk.

Shut up. You won't make me talk.

Raduc sent you his regards.

Really? You're the only one he trusts,
George. He'll deal with you and you alone.

Should I feel
flattered? Here, now watch it.

The point is, are you willing?

That would depend on what
arrangements Raduc has in mind.

There's a disused RAF base near Manly.

Yes, I know it.

Raduc wants to meet you
there at noon tomorrow alone.

He gets a new passport, new identity,
and the money, and you get your traitor.

I'm Sphinx.

Yes.

When Raduc leaves, end of story.

Kodai has a different ending in mind, I
suspect. That's your problem, George.

You're going to have to seal
off that base so tight there's

no way Kodai can get
close enough to kill Raduc.

But Raduc has to travel to and from the
base. Kodai might make the hit anywhere.

Not unless Kodai has smuggled in the
SAM missile hidden under his duty freeze.

Raduc's flying into Manly? He
has access to a helicopter.

For a man on the run, Raduc still
seems to have a lot of resources.

Raduc's a man that's always known
that sooner or later he'd be on the run.

He's obviously made provision for it.

You can't play both ends
against the middle forever. Right.

But Raduc intends to try.

I can manage to seal
off Manly, but it'll be a

big operation. A lot of
men, a lot of movement.

It's tantamount to sending Kodai a
formal invitation. Oh, you may know already.

Reduced security isn't what it was.

Very well.

There's one other condition, George.

You meet Raduc alone. If anyone
else approaches closer than 500 yards,

it'll be taken as a breach of faith.

From what you say, I'm
surprised Raduc feels himself

to be in a position to make conditions.

He's very twitchy. He was relying on
iron sphinx, and the man refused him.

When was this?

Four days ago. Thank
God he did refuse him.

Your ticket out of jail and
mine to a top double agent.

An agent that Raduc now has
no qualms about betraying.

For a price. Oh, for a price,
yeah, for cheap at that price.

What's this, George? 24
hours under sedation, remember?

Anything you say, George.

Records of Cowley here.

Send up everything
you've got on a Jan Malensky.

No needles.

But Mr Cowley said... I've
been for the last two years,

I do things to you with needles.

But in injections, much more
effective. I said no needles.

Oh, very well.

Take three now, and I'll look
in in five or six hours' time.

Sleep well.

I will tell you nothing.

I haven't asked you anything yet, laddie.

You'll get nothing from me.

Get? I've come to give you
something, haven't I, booty?

Where'd you get this?

He takes after his
mother, don't you think?

Oh, yeah.

It's a bit an image.

Your sister Sonia and her husband
and children in the park in Warsaw.

Taken last summer.

Your Uncle Peter in national
costume. It's very picturesque.

Where did you get these?

Why are you showing me them?
We've known about you for years, Jan.

So we made it our business to
find out about your background.

It wasn't very
difficult, was it, Bodie? No.

We found out all about your cousin, who
works in the steel yard, and your sister,

and your widowed
mother, and all the others,

just in case one day you
were in a position to help us.

And today is that day.

Well, if I help you, Kodai will have
my family eliminated. If you help me,

the only elimination, as you
put it, will be of Kodai himself.

It's not a risk I
choose to take, Mr. Cowley.

In that case, I have no choice either.

I will have your family in Poland
incriminated as Western agents.

No one will believe that.

My people will ensure that the
evidence against them is incontrovertible.

You bastard!

You're like Kodai.

You use people, innocent people, old
people, anyone to get what you want.

I do try to get what I want.

But I'm not like Kodai.

I look out to the people I use.

Help me, and I'll protect your family.

Refuse me, and I'll do
what Kodai would do.

What Kodai will probably do anyway
once you're no longer of use to him.

Now.

You know where Kadai is, don't you?

Come on.

Tell me, Jan.

Baddock Street, 141.

Keep him under wraps.
Jackson needs to speak to no one.

I want Kodai alive and anyone
else there is with him. Understood?

Just play it by the
book, especially you, Bodhi.

Morning, sir. Morning,
Stephens. All quiet in the home front?

As the graves, sir.

Mr Meredith? He's not
stirred, sir. Good. Well,

you'd better get some sleep yourself.

I'll take over. Sir.

Cowley.

I thought it was time we
had a talk, Mr. Cowley.

At a safe distance this
time. You're maybe thinking

of the last wee chat we
had. I still have the scar.

A constant reminder of how little your
word is worth. About as much as yours.

You had a gun too, could
I? I was just quicker.

Happily not quick enough.

Okay.

Yes, right.

I presume you haven't called me to
reminisce about the past. Indeed, no.

I want to talk about the
present and the future.

How far from Barrack Street are you?

About five minutes. I'll keep
him talking as long as I can.

Right.

I don't think we have much to talk
about, Kadai, but I'm prepared to listen.

I want Radu.

I haven't got Radu. But you can get him.

At noon tomorrow at RAF Manly.

You see, my information is comprehensive.

I could, for instance, kill Merlith any
time I like, but Merlith is not important.

Radhuk is.

You and I are opposite
sides of the same coin, Kali.

But it is an old devalued coin.
It belongs to a war which is over.

Buy Radhuk's information and
you'll start that war again.

Look to the future, Khalid.

He's a traitor. He
deserves his punishment.

I'm looking for a traitor, too, Kadai.

And if you don't...

I hate flashy drivers, don't you?

What are you going to tell him?

What do you mean, me?

You tell him.

Thanks.

The good news... The good
news is that my colleague

here obeyed orders and
didn't shoot Cotter.

And the bad news is he got away.

Right. Again.

Right.

And you're my best man.

You were my best man.

There's no answer to that. There is one.

God, I must have tripped off.

How?

We ran out of bikes as
soon as Walensky gave

us the address. A man outside somewhere?

No way.

No, we'd have seen him.

I mean, playing it by the
book, as we were, so, you know.

Molenski has a wife.

Well, he didn't when we picked him
up. Nevertheless, Bodie, the good Mrs.

Molenski is alive and
well and living in London.

So she could have tipped off
Kodai when Molenski didn't come home.

Because I put the rest
together himself, yeah.

She can't know the full
number of this house.

Yet Kodai apparently does.

I want Meredith moved out of harm's way.

Safehouse 12's available. Good enough,
but one of you stays with him all the time.

Take it in shifts. Oh, nursemaids.

Obeying orders, Bodie, and make
absolutely sure you're not followed.

I don't want any more mistakes.

This is Cowley, CI5. Put me
through to the Air Commodore.

Anything?

No, clear.

It's the third time.
Kodai's really got you worried.

Kodai's got Kali worried.

Where are we going?

Safe house.

When I got out of Phnom Penh, I really
thought I was going back to freedom.

In the circumstances, I
wouldn't complain. Well,

what the hell would you know about it?

I know everything about it, Meredith.

We all do.

Only some of us don't keep
talking about it, right?

Come on.

You got first shift. I lost the toss.

Okay.

Five star.

Where's the bar?

Sorry, it's a dry house.

I'd love a drink.

Ah, you can get me
some. I'll give you an IOU.

Mm-mm.

I've got to stick with you.

There's a big bad wolf
out there, you know.

Yeah, I noticed.

Meredith.

Tomorrow after Cowley and
Redouk do the business.

What?

Right, what?

I've got two years' pay to catch up on
and overseas allowances. Gonna spend it here?

Where else?

What about the big bad wolf?

When Redouk's told Cowley what he doesn't
want him to know, I cease to be an issue.

It seemed to be quite a big issue now.
Well, I'll try not to get Saul unhanded.

How come Kadai knew we'd broken Molenski?

Who's Molenski?

Well, he happens to be our
source of Kadai's whereabouts.

We went straight there, and
yet Kadai knew we were coming.

Did he know?

Well, he knew to get out in a hurry.

That's standard practice.
We all do that, don't we?

Do we?

Of course.

You try and get some sleep.

Slip out and get me
some scotch. I'll be fine.

You'll be fine if you sleep.

Subtlety never was your
forte, was it, could I?

You're gonna learn to do things quietly.

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Oh, how the hell did
they know he was here?

Someone somewhere was
waiting for a call from him.

I think I prefer Busby.

You led Cordai straight to
Meredith. We weren't followed. Weren't you?

Then how the hell did Cordai
locate number 12, Clairvoyance?

Could have been Meredith. Meredith?

He did have a phone in his room.

There are times, Doyle, when
you show remarkable intelligence.

But this doesn't appear to be one of them.

He had a phone in his room here, too.

God, I had two at his
place. Must have been Meredith.

Why would Meredith use the phone
to summon his own executioner?

Perhaps he was just a
poor judge of character.

The fact remains, sir,
there's no way we were followed.

Cowley.

Good afternoon, Mr. Cowley.

I warned you. Now, will you be
sensible and give me Radhuk?

I'll make no deals with you, Kodai.
If you won't give me Radhuk, Cowley,

I shall have to take him.

You can try. That's your privilege.

When you meet Radhuk tomorrow
at Manly, I should be there.

That should make for an
interesting exchange of views.

Possibly, but strictly two-way. Radhuk
won't get the chance to utter a word.

Thanks, Mike.

I wish everyone had
stopped talking. Yeah, I think.

It's twice.

Three times in just a few hours, Carly's
given us a roaster. Sure round, isn't it?

What hell's he think? We don't
know how to look for a tail anymore.

Have a Harvey Wallbanger,
please. Cheer me up a bit.

Sorry.

I know you can drink that stuff.
Full of bitterness, this, you know.

Maybe, but how do you drink it?

It's very expensive. I can't help it if
it was your round, can I? I know I'm right.

You always say that. You know
damn well we weren't followed.

From the moment we left Molenski, we
were on RT, no tail, and yet Coddine knew.

Well, it's like Meredith says,
isn't it? Do the job and blow.

And when we took him to the safe
house, we both checked all the way.

You said yourself we weren't followed.

And the moment you were on your
own with Meredith, Coddine blew in.

The tip-off had to come from Meredith.

But they killed him, didn't they?

Cowley's pulling one over us.

He's not giving us the whole story.

Why the hell just for once
can't he give us the whole story?

Unless Meredith thought he
was unexpendable, and wasn't.

Why should he be working for them?

Two years and he'll come out of
prison camp, mate. I'd work for him.

Yeah, until you got back.

I mean, there's no law that says
you can only change sides once.

He and Cowley were so close.

Hong Kong station, best man in the Far
East. And if Meredith did change sides,

would it be good enough to fool Cowley?

I know it doesn't add up, but the
moment I saw those two telephones... Doyle,

just buy us a drink and stop
pouring out conjecture, all right?

What's this boy want?

That wasn't a drink, now, was it? You
said so yourself. Go on, I'll have a scotch.

Your reward will be in heaven, my son.

I'd rather have it here, thanks.
Yeah. A bottle of lager, please, love.

And an orange.

Good boy.

And some... Stick a
large vodka in it, yeah.

You can have one yourself.

Too early for me.

How much is that, then?

1.35, please. Sure you won't have one.

Positive. That's a pity.

Who's this, then?

It's yours.

You are a teen, aren't you?

Thanks a bunch, mate. Cheers.

It's a bit cloudy, isn't it?

Expensive, too.

It's not bad.

On time we were going.

It's a long way to RAF Manly.

What about my lager?

Maybe she'll give you credit.

Thank you.

You men all here?

Good.

Now, precisely at noon, a
helicopter will touch down here.

Raduc will get out and walk into
this hangar where I will be waiting.

After two or three
minutes, he'll come out again,

get back into the
helicopter, and it'll take off.

In all, a stopover of
less than ten minutes.

And during that time, Kodai
will attempt to kill him.

So I want the perimeter of this field
sewn up so tight and Nat can't get at us.

Knee deep in dead
insects already, sir. Good.

Patrol the immediate
approaches to the airfield, too.

Roads, tracks, paths, I
want them all covered.

Kodai will come. I know it.
You'd be alone with her, a duke,

not a man for 500 yards. I don't like it.

I don't like it either, Brodie,

and even less do I like having my orders
questioned. Right, clear off, both of you.

I want no one within 500 yards
from now on, and I mean no one.

It doesn't matter who it is
or what the circumstances are.

And second, in absolutely
no circumstances whatsoever

is a shot to be fired
until further orders.

And anybody who disobeys
will spend the rest of his life

watching Russian
trawlers in the Outer Hebrides.

Very nice to feel wanted.

Touchdown in ten minutes here,
Commodore. Stand by us from now, sir. Over.

Quite looking forward
to seeing Kodai again.

Yeah, I can't wait.

Ah, he's not such a bad sort,
a bit careless with firearms.

I can see it. Yeah, and he
loves animals and children, I know.

Maybe he won't show?

Ah, he'll show.

50 says he shows.

Oh, Raddick sometimes.

So where's Kodai?

He's having a good long look, isn't he?

Bloody advertising, I call it.

You boys realize that you are
trespassing. We got permission.

Are you sure about that?

Yeah, quite sure.

Who from?

Ministry of Defense.
It's all been cleared.

Well, all right.

And so long as you have
permission, I don't mind.

Thanks. I hope you've got
licenses for those guns of yours.

Kali!

I told you it would be a
two-way conversation, Carly.

What's in the briefcase?

What Raduc asked for. A brand-new
British passport and £200,000 in used notes.

If I make a promise, I keep it.

When Raduc and I celebrate, our first
toast will be to your probity, Carly.

Now, throw me the case.

Was that you firing, Bodie? Come on.

Help me out of this damn thing.

Was it you, Bodie?

Can't tell a lie, sir. Doyle.
Likewise, sir. I knew you would.

Never could have the
orders, either of you.

I could have killed you. Rubbish.

What if he'd gone for a headshot? 20
yards and poor light with a handgun.

Well, leave the car here
and come with me, quick.

Where are we going?

That remains to be seen.

Doyle, you're driving. Yes,
sir. And stand the men down.

Why aren't we taking the lads?

Because I don't want a bloody
procession, Doyle. Come on, quick.

Nice friends you've got, sir.

Switch the scrambler in.

John Brown calling Queen Vic. Come
in, please, Queen Vic. John Brown?

I hear you, John
Brown. Please advise. Over.

Target chopper heading 315,
estimated speed 90 knots.

Exact position now 5050
north, 0201 west. Over.

Thank you, John Brown.
Keep advising. Over.

Bodhi, you're navigating.

How did you know to
wear the fancy waistcoat?

Clairvoyance.

Clairvoyance.

As soon as Meredith claimed
he'd spoken to Iron Sphinx

four days ago, I knew he was lying.

Whatever it was Raduc wanted, it wasn't a
new passport. Didn't you trust us either?

Bodhi, I'm sure you have many hidden
talents, but if acting is one of them,

I didn't want to put it
to the test with Meredith.

What did I say about Meredith?

Target now 5053 north, 0204
west. Heading steady, 315.

Looks like the next left.

How far are we behind?
About five miles, sir.

John Brown to Queen
Peak. Chopper stationary at

5055 North, 0204 West.
Losing altitude. Over.

Thank you, John Brown. Please
advise if Chopper moves. Over.

Wilco, Queen Vic, out.

All right, this is your turn-off.

No!

It's got to be the place.

Courtland House.

The lawn's big enough for Concord.

I do a deal with you, Cowley.

The name you want, I'd still give it you.

I already know the name and the
man. I worked with him for 20 years.

Then why didn't you arrest him?
Because he was working for us.

He was always working for us.

I don't believe you, Cowley.

You don't know who the man is.

Keep him to himself.

Was what it was.

The man is dead.

You're bluffing, Cowley.

I'm not bluffing.

How did you know about Meredith? I didn't,

until he said you'd spoken
to our man at a time when

I knew that our man had
been dead for a fortnight.

I'd just been to his memorial service.

Under the circumstances, it was hardly
surprising that he couldn't help you.