All language subtitles for The Professionals - 4x01 - The Acorn Syndrome1

Hello. Hello.

Come and collect
something for Major Cowley.

Been expecting you, boys.

There it is.

A lovely piece of furniture.

This?

Yep.

You reckon you'll get it on there?

We'll have to, won't we?

Right, come on, nobody can't.

Let's go. Running all the way to...

Hold it, hold it, hold it.

You're not going to put that there
without a piece of padding or felt or something.

It's a valuable piece of
furniture, man. How much is it?

Nicker.

We're in the wrong gang.

What you reckon he's been up to,
ripping off a bank? Ripping off the tax, man.

It's deductible, that is.

There you are, boys. Help yourselves.

Thanks. Cheers.

First day off in months,
and he gives us a desk job.

Beats me. What he wants it for.
Carries his office in his head. Oh, well,

he's getting bigger, did you see?

Come on, move in your car, please.

Thank you.

The weight of this desk's gonna turn
us over. Cut it loose. You're joking.

At 800 quid, you can only kill us.

Four-five to face out.

Cut it loose! It's gonna take us!

What was that?

I think we just lost our drawers.

No, don't get excited, love, not you.

Just mask this up with some local
mobile support and make it snappy.

He did say snappy, didn't he?

You! Fold the door!
Fold the door! Help me!

Come on! Break every telephone!
How many? One in the upstairs.

All of you, move! Move!

Just stay in the car! Get back in!

Cool it.

What you gonna do?

Tell them what's happened. Get help.

What do you mean, what
do I expect you to do?

Just get us out of here,
that's all. I don't know.

What street are we in?
Sutton Close. Sutton Close.

House, house, what house?
Gateways. Gateways. Well, what'll you do?

Yeah, yeah, we pulled it, but... What?

Wait two hours, then what?
Listen, man, we're surrounded.

All right, all right.

Listen, it better be good, right?

Cos if we're caught, we'll talk. Got it?

So it's all in your court.

All right, one ring, then two.

Yeah, got it.

That's it.

Followed your instructions.

It was issued, but all personnel went
back. Good, good. What the devil happened?

Search me, sir. We just scared them.
They might as well help. Doing what?

Nothing.

He was using a phone
box or me with bananas.

I think I might have let
him see the gun. I'm sorry.

I found this in his car.

That's the phone number. Could
have been the one he was calling,

so I put a trace on it. There it is.

Nothing else in their car?

No.

Find out who it's registered to. Yeah,
we've done that. We're waiting for a call.

And send it round to forensics.

Tell them I want to
know where it's been and

if possible what these
men have been up to.

Oi, Mr Cowley.

I'll keep my men in
low profile. Absolutely.

Yes?

I think we might be in for some big stuff.

Trace that call. It's
registered to Apex and Kinmost.

Weapons research? Yeah. Slough factory.

And the extension
numbers are managing director.

That's Guthrie.

The man who developed the SDI
anti-wire wagon. Get down there? Yes.

Yes, both of you.

Oh, wait, Muswell Hill, by the
way, did you two pick up my desk?

Well, yes, sir, we did.

We didn't.

You did and you didn't?

Yeah, well, we did the first
time. But not the second time.

See, well, it'll be all right, cos you
can claim now, you see, under the new Act.

Yeah, bend the law a little. Yeah, sorry.

Don't look back.

What? Don't look back!

Why? Cowley, turning into a
pillar of salt. You know,

he hadn't been for
that desk with a nabdom.

Let's turn this in, eh?
Pick up one of the cars.

We'd better go on to Apex.

You know, I don't figure
this at all, any of it.

They didn't look that heavy.

Had the tools, though, didn't they?

Oh, yeah, very brave with women and kids.

Yeah, marvellous. This green and
pleasant land riddled with bandits.

Desirable residents in a
quiet little cul-de-sac.

All them odd cons.

Yeah, this was a state set of
electrified fences, guard dogs.

How long before we get that here?

Hello, Mr. Guthrie, please.

He's expecting you.

Second on the right.

Yeah.

It's an impressive display of security.

Yeah, but is it all front? I don't know.

They must have a couple of
hundred people here with

top security material
passing through their hands.

What do they get up to when
they're outside the gate?

There he is.

Ageing whiz kid of the arms
game. He's incredible, isn't he?

Married three times, works
all the hours God sends,

and he still finds time to put
some down in the nightclubs.

Maybe he takes vitamin pills.

Or something similar.

Hey, gentlemen.

Morning.

What's the problem?
They're checking on a lead, sir.

Concerning me or this
staff? Well, possibly both.

All right. What is the lead?

Two armed men holed up in a house in
Muswell Hill. They've got three hostages,

husband, wife and child. So? Well,

they took them after we
seemingly disturbed them,

making a phone call to your office.

Really? Well, who are these men?

Well, they've not been identified yet.

How do you know they want
to speak to me personally?

We don't, but we do know that you
tried to contact your office. I see.

Well, what exactly do
you want to know? Have I

had any strange phone
calls? The answer is no.

My secretary would
know more about that. Not

just now, Richard. Give us five minutes.

My secretary keeps me very well
insulated. She's the one you should talk to.

Now, this is the number that you've got,

and this is the lady who would have
taken the call if there's been one.

Miss Kendall, these men are
from CI5. Help them out, please,

and get me overseas sales, Mr. Lessing.

In which order, sir?

These gentlemen first.

Your calls always come
through your secretary, sir.

Hmm?

Oh, yes, apart from those
on the private line here.

And that's a different number.

Hmm.

Was there something else?

I am a bit rushed, as you can see.

Yes, I know you are, with your
laser weapons research program.

A hydrogen-powered tank
engine. You know about that? Oh,

we have access to information
on all classified projects.

Well?

Well, it just bothers me that
everything's grouped together under one roof.

What are you suggesting?

We switch to making washing machines?

All our classified stuff
is kept there, right in

here, where I can see
it. The whole bang chute.

In that? There's no way
any unauthorized person

can get into this
office. No way on this earth.

What about keys?

One.

What if you take it?

Then our head of security sits right
there in that chair until I come back.

You happy now?

Thanks anyway.

What's that?

It says, today's incoming calls.

You mark some of these
with a C. Why is that?

Well, those are the ones I
switched through to Mr. Copeland, Mr.

Guthrie's personal
assistant. He works in there.

Is he in there now?

No, he won't be back today.

Do you know all these callers, do you?

Most of them. All the
companies they work for.

Which ones don't you know?
Can you mark them for me?

Thanks. Can I take this with me?

Do. I have a carbon.

Well, thank you, Miss Kendall.

You're welcome.

Bye.

If that's what you want,
that's what you shall have,

because this is a magic green gate.

That's how it just suddenly appeared
without you ever seeing it, Russell.

So, she waved her magic wand.

And...

Well, negative or not, there
still has to be a connection, right?

The place reeks of top
security. That's a one-man show.

You know, he's a clever man, Guthrie.

Been there 12 years, never a leak in
security, but one-man shows are vulnerable.

The right kind of blackmail
carefully applied and they fall apart.

Oh, by the way, the car was
stolen. Forensics are working on it now.

That was it.

They fixed the getaway. About time.

That's right.

Guthrie.

Full surveillance. Sir Carly.

Oh, and tell Pacey I want a phone
tap on his house and the plant.

Sir, they're asking for
the officer in charge.

You're the man, eh?

Well, listen, we're coming out.

We're going to give ourselves up.

But first, you get your men
back, right back, or the deal's off!

And clear this road! Get
rid of these layer boats!

Now!

Do as he says, Inspector.

Come on, move it, move it!

And that includes you three
dummies! Back off! Move! Get them back!

Get a move on! Move back! Move
back! Move those people away!

Go on!

All right.

Throw down your guns.

Stop there! I said throw
down your guns! Get back!

Get back!

No! No!

When did you last see them?

Yesterday.

Actually, they went out early,
which was unusual for them. Listen,

how did they die, for God's sake?

What kind of tenants were they?

So-so. They spent their money
on booze and records, women.

Anything but the rent, you
know. How did they earn it?

Well, who knows?

Scything, the dole in holiday
time, their grants during term time.

Grants?

Well, they were students.

Ah, I see.

And the car?

Oh, get the owner down. See if he
can give us a mileage assessment.

Right.

Four-five.

The dead men were second-year
London School of Economics students.

No records of either of
them in the computer, clean.

Well, they can't be, can
they, the way they were behaving?

Not the way they were
silenced. Pros don't kill for kicks.

What have you found up
there? Not a damn thing.

Well, the police are here now. Finish up.
Leave the rest to them. We'll get moving.

Out.

I think if they were smart enough to
understand that. Give you a rule of thumb.

Too smart, too dumb.

Of course.

Yeah, roger.

Still no report of any major crime.
Well, they must have pulled something.

I reckon they were
amateurs. Met some pros in a pub,

got conned into some dirty work for cash.

Right.

Which has something to
do with Apex McInross.

Hence, probably defence secrets.

Well, what have you got?

Schedule of Guthrie's movements.

He in there now?

It was five minutes ago, through
his office window. He was dictating.

You spotted anything?

It's a bit difficult to answer that,
sir. I don't know what we're looking for.

That makes five of us.

Better give us a run through.

I suppose you heard what
these two did to my desk, McCabe.

It's talk of the department, sir.

A batter beyond
recognition, minus its drawers. Nasty.

On that evidence, I'm surprised
you don't charge them with rape.

Ready when you are, sir.

That's his home.

Nice place, eh?

You know, I bet there's a few desks going
spare in there. 07.59, hours left home.

08.14, no stops, no one else tailing him.

08.29... Security breach number one.

They should stop and inspect
every car, even the big man himself.

Who's that with him?

His PA, John Copeland.

How long has he been with Apex?

Six years, sir.

Formerly with the Ministry of
Supply, Harrow and St John's.

He's said to be highly efficient.

What's happening here?

Oh, yes, 9.46, off to a meeting
with the Minister of Fuel and Power.

I thought you said he was efficient.

Hold it.

Wind it back. What is it? Hang on.

Right, stop.

Hold a bit more.

Right.

Yeah, I thought so. Look,
see? It's handing him a key.

It's a what?

A key to the safe, perhaps.

That key... Where's Copeland now?

Went off the afternoon.

Doesn't put much time in, does he?

Told the gate when it was his
daughter's school sports day.

What price state education, I say?

Must cost him an arm and
a leg to send her here.

Why no cars, people?

Hi, there.

Hello.

Can I help you?

Bit early, are we?

I don't know. What for?

Well, isn't this your sports day?

I hope not.

Who told you that?

We're looking for Mr. Copeland.

We have a girl called Copeland,
Sandy Copeland, but... Now I get it.

I bet you're the police.

Why would you bet that?

She ran away yesterday.

You are, aren't you?

I know you wear scruffy
clothes these days. Seen it on TV.

She ran away?

Well, bailed out would be a better word.

I mean, she hasn't
vanished. She went home.

Some emotional problem, according to me.

According to who?

Well, I overheard Mrs.
Plummer on the phone to her father.

He promised to have her
back in a couple of days.

Also, I deduced.

Deduced, eh?

Well, thank you very much. You've
been very helpful. Yeah, very. You know,

when you leave here, you
ought to join the police force.

No, thanks. I used to watch
Police Woman. Too fraught.

There are easier ways of making a living.

Oh, tell us.

Marry a millionaire.

Too fraught.

I love it. She's right, though. Down,
boy. You're not in your income group.

Anyway, we've got an anomaly.
Yeah, well, let's chase it up.

This could be them.

I can't face it.

You'll have to see them on your own.

Back me up!

You'd better come in.

It's my identification.

Press? You're the press?

Well, what do you want?

Well, we're collaborating on a feature,

the men behind our
space-age defence programme,

and naturally we thought you'd
be... You've got a nerve, haven't you,

barging into my home
without an appointment?

Yes, well, we tried phoning you
yesterday at Apex, but you were out. Yeah,

and we called there this
morning, and they said you

were at your daughter's
sports, so, well, we...

Went along to school.

Oh, that's wonderful.
You went to the school.

Yeah, yeah, and they
said there were no sports.

No, that's right. I made a
mistake. Yeah, well, obviously.

So we gathered because they said
your daughter was here at home.

Yes, she's back here for a
day or two. She was upset

at being away from
home, that sort of thing.

Look, this, um...

This isn't a good time
for me, I tell you what.

You drop me a line,
tell me exactly what it

is that you want, and I'll think it over.

Yes, all right, Mr
Copeland, we'll do that. Thank you.

Bye-bye.

Do you recognize that
car? He could be right.

Can you tell me how to get to the A1?

4-5 to base. Get me Alpha-1, quick.

Will do.

Alpha-1 to 4-5, what's going on?

Copeland is positive. I
think we've flushed out

the killers that are
waiting outside the house.

And I think we've lost them.

Let them go.

What?

I said let them go. I've
just got a call from the lab.

They found long brown hairs in
the boot of the dead man's car.

Copeland's daughter? Slow down!

So that was it?

Yes, when you spooked the two lads,

they must have kidnapped her from the
school and delivered her somewhere.

I'm going over to Apex.

Put a watch on the house and
join me there. Out. Right.

Well, come in, come in.
Miss Kendall has sent

in some tea, would you
please? And no calls.

Tea all right, gentlemen, or
would you like something stronger?

No, no, thank you. Tea will be fine.

Now, what's going on, George?

I'm not altogether
unaware that I or this place

are undergoing some sort of investigation.

I had considered putting
through a call to the Ministry.

It's about your P.A., John Copeland.

We think he may be on the point of
making a very serious breach of security.

Rubbish, he's been with me for
years, thoroughly reliable. Besides,

he's been vetted time and again.

I believe he's absent at the moment. Yes,
his daughter's sports day or something.

No, we went to his daughter's school
and checked. There's no sports today.

No, he told the school that his
daughter had run away. She was homesick.

So we gave her a few days at
home, except she's not there either.

What are you suggesting?

We think they may be holding
her to ransom. Oh, come on!

Sounds very much like it.

And that phone call you
were trying to trace? Exactly.

Would you like to check
your safe, see what's missing?

They must have telephoned
Copeland, told him what they'd done,

and to wait for instructions. Now, the
instructions were, and I'm guessing here,

a certain set of plans in
exchange for his daughter's life.

Yeah, he could have got out the
plans when he came up here this morning.

Well, I'm sorry to upset your reasoning,
gentlemen, but there's nothing missing.

Photostatted them, put
them back. Without the key?

May I see that?

Plasticine.

It's easily done. Oh, my God.

Well, what do we do now?

I'll send an expert up here to
find out which plans he copied.

Supposing Copeland
shows up? I say nothing.

What?

Nothing.

Kidnapped parents can't be
appealed to or relied on.

Bodie, take charge of the
surveillance team around at Copeland's.

Keep them well back.
Doyle, you come with me.

Ah.

Well, we've narrowed it down for you.
Well, it still entails a fair bit of legwork,

I'm afraid. You said the clay on the
tires. Yes, yes, we're in luck there.

It's peculiar only to
this part of the Chilterns.

I'll show you.

I've marked the area.

And we worked out the mileage of the car
from the information given by the owner.

This is about the maximum
distance the men could have covered.

So that's your hunting ground.

Allowing for error, you have,
say, 100 square miles to cover.

Really? Is that all?

Don't despair.

All this high ground is chalk,
so you're looking for a valley.

And see here, in this dry weather,

so much mud can only mean a
dirt track and river intersection,

which is just a water splash.

You find a recently rented
farm or home near a water splash,

you have your kidnapped girl.

Not as much. Give it to me.

Are you there?

Come and fix this window. You can't blame
me. Now you sit here and behave yourself.

The show's coming. Get some coffee on me.

Been doing the cold hits, have you?

What happens if you
don't get what you want?

Well, we'll have to
wait and see, won't we?

Well, is it fixed?

What time do we take her into town?

We don't.

There's been a hitch.

Anyone been out here?

Strangers?

Not at all.

Why?

Copeland may have talked to the law.

We're not sure yet.

Well, suppose he has.

What are the orders?

Kill the girl and bail out.

And if Copeton does deliver?

It's very quiet, Mac.
You sure they're in there?

They're in there.

They're in the living room.

Just sitting there, I
think, without a light.

They called anyone, Lucas? Nope.

They've had four incoming calls
in the last two hours, all social.

Copeland couldn't get them
off the line fast enough.

Good. It means he's still
waiting to be contacted.

3698. Hello, Mr Copeland.

It's Nancy. Nancy Stokes.
Can I speak to Sandy, please?

Nancy Stokes.

Look, she's gone to bed.

Yeah, what now? Someone on the line.
Some kid asking for Sandy. Passing you in.

No, it's all right, Mr Copeland. Just
there was a bit of a buzz this afternoon.

I thought it might give her a laugh.
Nancy, are you speaking from the school?

What was this buzz?

Well, I think I should
tell her personally.

Come on, you can tell me.

I really don't want to wake
her. She's a bit depressed.

How do you know?

Well, it gets around,
about her running away.

How do you know about that?

The police were here. Police?

That's impossible.

Well, I think they were.

Well, were they or weren't they?
I'm sorry, perhaps I made a mistake.

No, no, that's all right, Nancy.
Look, just tell me what happened.

Well, these two fellows
were asking questions.

Oh, and did they say they were the
police? Well, no, they didn't, actually.

Look, I'm sorry, Mr Copeland. I just
thought it might give Sandy a laugh.

No, no, that's all right, Nancy.

I'll tell Sandy that you rang.

Thank you, Mr Copeland. I
hope I didn't disturb you.

No, no, not at all.

Sandy will be back in a day or two. Bye.

Bye-bye.

Those bloody reporters.

Lucas says their car's about again.

That's three times now.

They've turned on the lights.

She's drawing the curtains.

Right, now's our chance to
find out what's going on.

I don't know.

I wish I knew.

Do you think... No.

No, I don't.

But suppose... No, what they
want is too important to me.

David.

David, calm down.

Oh, can I?

Oh, God, if I knew she was safe.

Darling, she is safe.

Believe me.

All they want is the plans of the
tank, and I'm here to give it to them.

I wish to God they'd get through to us.

372, Alpha 1.

Alpha 1, it is the tank.

Any attempt at contact?

Not yet.

Rented how recently? Oh, about
three months. Well, there aren't many.

Rent Act killed all that.

Farm or house?

Yeah, isolated, near water.

Can't think of any offhand.

But we'll go through
them on the map. Thanks.

It could be, of course, your
people unto anyone's books.

Private arrangement.

Eight is our sum total.

Right, let's eliminate. Could
you mark them up for me, please?

I'd rather not mark the map.

I'll get some pins.

Darling, want a cup of tea?

What time is it?

Well, it's getting on for eight.

I must have dropped off.

Yeah, well, do your good.

I'll make the tea.

Mac, are you awake?

And as stiff as a board.

Lucas, report.

Report what? It's as
quiet as a grave up this end.

Hang on.

Lucas?

You hear me?

Listen, you seen a millman up your end?

Yeah, he's just been away.

Yeah, well, he hasn't.
The real one's here. Look,

someone's attacked him and took his gear.

Mac, Lucas, they've made contact. He's
got a drive to a phone box on 1st and 11am.

This is 3-7, give me Alpha-1.

Darling, they've got in touch.

When?

Yes, it was outside,
stuffed in the milk bottle.

I'll come with you.

No, no, no, it says alone.

11 o'clock.

That's more waiting.

Do you think we're doing the right thing?

Police.

If this is a trick...
Well, why should it be?

It's a perfectly straightforward
transaction from their point of view.

Yes, well, suppose they want more.

Well, why should they? I mean, if they
wanted anything, I'll state I've said.

I'll come with you.
No, darling, you can't.

You must wait here. Look, we mustn't
do a thing, not a thing, out of line.

There wouldn't be a second chance.

Four-five.

Alpha-one. What progress?

Six possibles. Five to go.

Well, you'll have to go fast. Our
men took drop instructions. 11 a.m.

is the deadline.

These places are scattered
over half the country, you know.

Well, move, man. The
girl's life's at stake.

I'm moving!

Four to go.

It's 10.30, Mac. I'm on my way.

Good luck, Bodie.

Mm.

Be careful.

Don't worry.

You won't give them those
till you're sure she's safe.

No, I don't think we know a Rampley. And
we know all the horse he set around here.

Jack Hunts, but I'm hopeless.

On horseback.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry to
have bothered you then.

Not the least bother. Look, why
don't you come in and use the phone?

Call your boss, check the address.

I was just making some coffee.

Oh, well, it's very kind
of you, Mrs... Dorinda.

Dorinda Forbes. Do come in. Perhaps
you'd prefer a beer. It is a sticky old day.

Oh, yes, it is.

Well, it's very kind
of you, Mrs... Forbes,

but I've got several more pick-ups
to make after this one, you see.

Ah, well, if you've got several pick-ups.

Another time, perhaps?

Yeah.

Two miles ahead.

Turn right.

There's a call box at the avenue turnoff.

Get there.

Yes.

Yes, I'm here.

One mile, then left, across the
shopping street into Mill Lane.

Call box at the end.

You have four minutes.

How you going to do that?

Hello?

Yes, where to now?

Leave your car there.

Look across the street.

You'll see a blue Avenger.

Get in it and look under the seat.

Start up and drive.

Straight ahead.

I'll tell you where to turn.

376-2, I've bugged the back of his
car with a bleeper. Don't lose him.

And pick me up, someone. I'm stranded.

When you reach the new inn, turn right.

Continue for half a mile.

Turn left at Alton Avenue.

Somebody's coming. I'll get the girl.

Get in the car! Get in the car!

Morning.

Morning. Morning.

Mr. Rampley? No.

What, is he inside? No.
Well, this is Windy Farm, eh?

Ridge Farm. Oh, no.

Where have I gone wrong
this time? I've got his

horse in here. Do you
know him, Mr. Rampley?

We haven't been here very long.

Yeah, so I see. I've
been looking at your tiles.

You've got a job on there, haven't you?

And over there.

You're not local, then?

Sailor? No, I'm not local either. I
work over at the market in Follyford.

Is there another road
across the valley from here?

No, I'm afraid not, mate.

Yeah, OK. Well, I
suppose I'd better go on up

to the main road and
ask. Thanks very much.

45 to base, over.

Base to 45.

Oh, yeah, get me a PNC
readout, quick as you can,

on car registration
number Oscar Foxtrot Juliet.

Now, head on your left.

You'll see a disused factory.

Drive in.

And stop in the warehouse yard.

Where's... Where's my daughter?

The plane's first.

Where is she? Why isn't she with you?

She's in the van.

Show me the plane.

You'll get those when
I've seen she's safe.

All right.

Joe, Eva, quick!

Yeah, right, I got it. Delora onto us,
we're to go out quick. What about the girl?

You know the orders. Who?

Who do you think?

You get the stuff out to the cast.

It's up the oak!

You want to go home?

Oh.

Nice kid.

Nice little family.

Yeah, just think, in a couple of years,

she could be coming home
with someone like him.

And then they should enjoy
this good time while it lasts.