All language subtitles for OSS 117 Murder For Sale English

Stop him!

He's getting away! Look!

Hey, stop!

OSS 117: DOUBLE AGENT

- Who pulled the heist?
- OSS 117.

Hubert Bonisseur de La Bath?
I didn't recognize him.

Of course not. He's had plastic surgery.

He's much better looking now.

They left the car here and took
another one. Let's call headquarters.

That guy's crazy. What's he doing?

Hands up!
Put your hands up, I said!

At 8:30 this morning...

the infamous Chandler,

the most ruthless,
the superstar of criminals,

public enemy number one,

was arrested at the home
of the Spanish dancer Conchita Esteban,

where he had spent the night.

Until now,

Chandler had succeeded
in carrying out every mission,

while eluding the police
of many countries.

We owe his arrest to Conchita Esteban,

who risked everything
by calling the police,

and to the swift reaction
of Inspector Grimaldi.

POLICE HEADQUARTERS

The criminal is now being questioned
in order to establish his identity.

As soon as he is formally charged...

probably late this afternoon,

Chandler will be transferred,
under heavy guard, to prison.

You know what to do.

Not everyone gets an escort
like this one, eh, Lieutenant?

That's for sure.
They don't want this one to get away.

Look, they even sent a helicopter.

Or is it for the president?

What the hell is that thing?

Stop! Stop the car!

Lieutenant, I feel kind of funny.

Me too.

Hello, sir. This way, please.

Through here.

Follow me, please.

Now you'll be given a medical checkup.

It's like being drafted.

But army doctors
are rarely built like that.

Take that off, please.

- Everything?
- Just unbutton your shirt.

Lie down, please.

Deep breath.

Stop.

- Your heart is in top shape.
- That's reassuring.

Sit up, please.

Cough.

Impossible, Doctor. I no longer smoke.

Just a small cough.

Once more.

Swing your legs this way.

Lie down.

Your pulse is very slow.

It's a matter of self- control.

- And when you let loose?
- I've never tried.

With a doctor.

I'll show you to your room.

Follow me.

- Don't you ever ask questions?
- Why should I?

Aren't you curious who that man was?

Macio? He's an elite hit man.

Sentenced to death in 8510 Paulo.

You're well informed.

It's not hard.

Like everyone, I read the newspapers.

Nice place.

This way.

This is your room.

- No doorknob?
- Only on the outside.

This is the bathroom.
You'll find everything you need.

You have a meeting with the major
in half an hour.

- How will you open the door?
- It's simple.

- Good- bye.
- Good- bye.

- Welcome.
- Thanks.

And thanks for saving my life.

Lives are so rarely worth saving.

Please, sit down.

I'm pleased to have salvaged
an individual of such quality.

- I congratulate myself.
- What do you mean?

You're registered here as number 129.

May I ask what happened to the other 128?

A few are still with us.

The clumsy ones are dead.

And those that accomplished their missions
are wealthy and content.

What category does this caveman belong to?

Excuse me
for this inexcusable breach of manners.

This is my trusted associate...

Mr. Karas.

Trusted?

I wouldn't trust him with a squirt gun.

I can tell we'll get along.
I've got a treat for you.

In a few days, I'm assigning you
a very important mission.

Or more precisely, a mission...

worthy of you.

- A mission?
- An assassination.

From what I see, you seem well organized.

We certainly are.

Many others must agree

because, when spoken of in rumors,
we're often called “The Organization.”

I'm quite proud of that.

A superior sort of murder
calls for a man of your class.

I'm flattered.

Are the profits big enough
to justify your investments?

Business is booming.

Are you kidding?
People worth killing are rare.

You're gravely mistaken, my friend.

Admittedly, assassinations
of truly important people...

are rare occasions.

But when one needs
to eliminate unwanted witnesses...

no one knows where it will lead.

Until your mission,
you can play tennis, swim.

Or read. We have a fabulous library.

And all of us here enjoy classical music.

What precautions have you taken
against unwanted visitors?

In such a case...

the house...

and all its occupants...

will take a swift trip...

to either hell...

or heaven.

I leave it up to God.

Enjoy your stay.

What a pleasant surprise!

I brought you a sleeping pill
in case you feel restless.

My nerves are fine.

- Something else worries me.
- What is it?

It's here...

near my heart.

I'll check it out.

Yes, something is wrong.

- Is it serious?
- Not if treated quickly.

What do you advise?

- Doctor.
- Yes?

I feel better.

There's something... I need to tell you.

If you fail your mission,
you'll certainly be killed.

Even if you succeed...

you could die.

That's life.

I was brought here against my will
and I want to leave.

Will you help me?

Of course. But how?

I know how to get into the garage.
The Mercedes is there.

What about the keys?

I had a copy made.

Where will we go?

Anywhere. We'll be free.

Please.

One thing intrigues me.

What?

Your ring.

It's a sign of engagement.

I thought you were single.

I am. Believe me.

And yet,

a ring almost always
symbolizes a relationship.

Amazing what they can do these days.

Tell me, are these micro- transmitters...

waterproof?

He's wonderful.

Absolutely wonderful.

Doctor! Just the one I needed to see.

Yes?

I can't sleep and I know you have...

a great treatment for that.

I'm afraid
you'll have to do without tonight.

What a shame. I'll miss it.

Weren't you warned?

Yes, your colleague
the caveman informed me

I'd be confined to my room tonight.

Will you visit me?

I must stay in my room too.

The major is meeting
an important client tonight.

Does that happen often?

It's quite rare actually.

You should go to your room now.
Good night.

I'll really miss you.

- Please, have a seat.
- Thanks.

A glass of port, as usual?

So far, we've stirred up turmoil and riots
in that part of the Middle East,

and it's been quite profitable
for our interests.

Who's to thank for that?

You are. That's clear, my friend.

Unfortunately,
the United Nations just nominated

my friend Heindrich Van Dyke

to attempt to reestablish peace
between the two warring tribes.

What's even worse...

is that he's managed
to win the trust of the tribesmen.

He even speaks their dialect,
and through his influence,

there's a very good chance
that peace will reign once more.

Such peace

means profit losses in the millions
for our group.

So you'd like to eliminate
your dear friend?

Yes, but intelligently.

To work, this “execution” needs to seem

like it was done
by one of the warring tribes.

Then war will break out once more.

I have just the man.

When can he leave?

Tomorrow.

Perfect.

Excuse the interruption...

but the caveman insisted
I come immediately.

He seems to think
you're going to vaccinate me.

Yes.

Roll up your sleeve, please.

What am I being vaccinated against?

Everything.

It will be useful where you're going.

Give him the shot.

It won't hurt.

I'm glad to hear it.

It's said that women...

are infinitely more dangerous than men.

Hello, James Mulligan.

Doesn't it surprise you to be called that?

It's a nice name. What do I do with it?

What a character!

And so sharp!

Well...

This is your passport.

You're a photojournalist
with Magnum Photos.

- When you arrive...
- Where?

At your destination.

When you arrive, someone will meet you
and give you your instructions.

Who?

A doctor.

As sexy as your house doctor?

It depends on your taste. He's a man.

Now I believe it's time
to discuss compensation.

If I fail, I know what awaits me.

But if I succeed?

How about one million Swiss francs
in a Geneva bank?

Is that suitable?

Excellent.

Now let's check
that nothing is missing from your bag.

Two cameras.

Driver's license.

Press card.

Traveler's checks.

Good luck...

James Mulligan.

And good- bye.

- What...
- Feeling better?

I'm Dr. Saadi.

Oh, yes.

- The major said you'd take care of me.
- I just did.

I'd like to understand,
if it's not too much to ask.

The vaccine you were given
is a lethal poison...

which takes effect 24 hours
after injection.

I just injected you with the antidote.

It protects you for 24 hours.

Ten minutes later and you'd be dead.

Wonderful.

But only for 24 hours.

In exactly 24 hours,
the antidote will stop working

and the poison will take effect.

What would have happened
if I'd left without leaving an address?

I told you. You'd be dead.

How long will this game last?

Two days.

Each day, an injection at 5:00 pm.

What happens after the last one?

You'll be totally immune to the poison.

I'll see you tomorrow at 5:00.
Here's the address of my clinic.

What if I get stuck in traffic?

That, Mr. Mulligan...

could be fatal.

There's a car for your use
outside the hotel.

Tonight, you're to attend a reception
at a residence six miles outside town.

There's a map in your invitation.

You can't get lost. There's only one road.

Once I'm there, what do I do?

I'll show you the man you're to kill.

Good night, Mr. Mulligan.

Do I really have to?

Of course, darling.
I can't be in two places at once.

I can't miss an important bank meeting,
but the reception is tonight.

You'll represent me.

Fine, I'll go. As a favor to you.

Good girl. I hope you have fun.

Can't you take photos somewhere else?
It bothers me.

Impossible. Bothering people is my job.

You're a press photographer?

- You must travel a lot.
- It's a big world.

What are you doing
on this corner of the planet?

A photo series on sunbathing beauties...

especially exotic and Mediterranean ones.

I'd advise you to look elsewhere.

How about dinner? I'm leaving tomorrow.

How unfortunate. Have a good trip!

Follow me.

The blond man by the buffet.

Next to that ravishing creature?

I've already obtained a truce.

That's your target. Take care of him.

I'd rather take care of her.

I'm warning you, I have no sense of humor.

Unbelievable.

Get a good look at him.

I never confuse my targets.

Just give me the details.

I'll give you all the details
tomorrow afternoon...

when you come for your shot.

5:00 pm. Don't forget.

Like I'd forget my own funeral.

5:00 pm. on the dot.

- I brought you a drink.
- How kind of you!

- How far is it?
- At least a day's drive on rough trails.

But it's a gorgeous site.

Will you excuse me?

Would you like a drink, sir?

Good evening.

I knew I was lucky,
but this is astounding.

I never dreamed I'd see you again.

So lucky yet so pessimistic?

What a paradox.

It simply proves the world isn't so big.

Shall we check out the buffet?

It doesn't sound serious.

Excuse me, Doctor.
You're urgently required.

Excuse me.

My father made me come tonight.

- I hate official receptions.
- So do I.

I was about to leave when I saw you.

If we blow this joint,

where can we spend
the rest of the evening?

Wherever you like. Shall we go now?

Of course.
I think we've seen enough of them.

- Mr. Mulligan?
- Yes?

Phone call for you. This way, please.

I brought you here
to identify your target...

not chase girls.

I came here to kill...

not to be celibate.

In the interest of your mission,
don't speak to that woman again.

Otherwise,
I won't give you your shot tomorrow.

Blackmail.

Well, if you take it that way, Doctor...

- Good evening, Dr. Saadi.
- Hello, Miss A'icha.

I see you've been introduced.

I wondered where you went, Mr. Mulligan.

You'll have to excuse Mr. Mulligan.

He's urgently needed by his press agency.

Unfortunately.

May I step in as your escort?

That's very kind, but I have a migraine.
I'd better go home.

- I'm sorry to hear it.
- Good night.

Don't tail him too closely.

He mi- mi- might see us.

There's o—o—only one road.

We ca- ca- can't lose him.

Slow d- d- down.

He's g- g- gone!

It's your fault! We should've stuck close.

Switch on the headlights and sp- speed up.

What do you want? Let me go!

Help! Let me go!

Help!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Who are you? What do you want?

If you don't tell us everything,
this will be your grave.

What do you want me to say?

- Is your father the banker Melik?
- Yes.

Where was he the night before last?

- I don't know.
- Tell me or I'll shoot!

- I have no idea!
- Where does the major live?

What major?
I don't know what you're talking about.

- Let me go!
- You're lying! You know the major!

No, I don't! I don't know him.

You're lying! Talk or I'll shoot!
Who is the major?

- Where did your father meet him?
- I have no idea!

I'll give you three seconds to answer.

Here we go. One, two...

It's over. Time to get up.

What did she say?

We're proud to have assisted
with your mission.

Everything she said,
truth or lies, was recorded with this.

Do you think she'd lie
with a gun in her face?

Truth comes rarely from a well
and never from a woman's mouth.

What a pessimistic culture!

Don't leave her car on the road.
Bring it to your place in town.

How did you happen to be there?

I called the press agency.

The meeting wasn't that important.

So I went back to find you,
but you'd left.

It's a miracle.

Only if you think it miraculous
that I always have a gun in the car

and that there's only one road
from the residence to town.

- Did they steal anything?
- Nothing.

All they wanted to know was where
my father was the night before last.

You've aroused my interest. Where was he?

I told them I didn't know,
and believe me, that's the truth.

All I know is that you saved me.
The rest doesn't matter.

I'll be forever in your debt.

I'll settle for a small down payment.

Come in.

You're on time.

I always am,
even when my life is at stake.

Have a seat.

Thanks.

You'll have to earn the final injection.

Without it...

tomorrow at 5:10 pm. you'll feel dizzy,
and at 5:15 you'll be dead.

And in heaven at 5:30.

This is Azief Oasis.

Van Dyck arrived this morning.
He's already arranged a cease- fire.

Tonight, the enemy tribes
will honor him with a celebration.

Tomorrow, he'll negotiate
a peace treaty with the leaders.

Which you want to avoid.

Van Dyck will spend the night
in the Zubian camp...

in a tent specially furnished for him.

- Kill him there.
- Tonight?

Do you understand why?

Each tribe will accuse the other
of the murder.

The accusations will arouse
their old hatred,

and war will begin again.

Exactly. This is what I advise.

- Medical advice, Doctor?
- No.

It's about Van Dyck.

Why don't you stick to your needles?

Miss?

Connect me to the American embassy.

I want to speak to Mr. Barton.

I prefer to wait. It's urgent.

Recognize my voice?

Yes, it's me.

I'm at Hotel Mahmoud.

I'm leaving for a mission tonight.
Have me followed.

Ha- ha- hands up!

Were you in an accident?

You're an American agent, r—r—right?

Yes.

It was you who bI- bI- blocked
the road with the c- c- car?

- Yes.
- Bastard!

Your te—telephone is disconnected!

Yes.

Are you ma- ma- making fun of me?

Yes.

I'm glad to seal our friendship.

Wait for me here.
I'll check out their celebration.

You do me a great honor
by accepting to spend the night with us.

- I hold you in great esteem.
- That makes me proud.

I'm glad to show proof
of my friendship and trust.

I bid you good night,
and once more, thank you.

Get ready. It's time.

Let's go.

Your knockout spray works perfectly.

He'll sleep until tomorrow.

Let's go.

Damn it!

He'll be out for a while.

Hello?

This is Goofy. I'm listening.

This is Donald Duck.
I repeat, Donald Duck.

Do you hear me, Goofy?

Over to you, Donald Duck. We hear you.

Mickey Mouse married Minnie. All is well.

But Pluto, the Arab watchdog, is missing.

I haven't seen him since.

Donald Duck? This is Snow White.

Continue according to our plan.

Forget about the dog.

Eliminate Mickey Mouse immediately
with extreme discretion.

I'll send in Goofy to finish the cartoon.

Such a shame.

Mickey Mouse will never eat his cheese.

One million Swiss francs deposited...

in James Mulligan's account.

Eliminate James Mulligan, the rat.

Leave immediately and don't miss.

Life with you is full of surprises.
It's never boring.

Should I change?

- Stay exactly the way you are.
- Okay.

What now?

Are you a good friend of that doctor...

Dr. Saadi?

Yes, since I was a child.

“Poor little A'icha!

She's so sick. Such a shame.

A good dose of castor oil
and she'll be right as rain.”

Amazing! You sound just like him.

You should do impressions!

I want you to do something for me
without asking why.

Okay?

Okay.

This is what I want.

Hello?

What?

Speak up. I can't hear you.

Come quickly, Doctor. [feel so sick.

Who is this?

It's me, A'icha.

I feel really sick, Doctor.
No one's here. I'm all alone.

I'm afraid I'll faint. Come quickly.

It's probably nothing, dear Ai'cha.

Don't worry. Lie down.
I'll be right there.

Yusuf.

I have to make a house call.

I'll be back before 5:00 pm.

- Understood?
- Fine, Doctor.

Let me through!

Look at that madman!

It's Mr. Van Dyck!

It's Mr. Van Dyck!

Van Dyck? Impossible!

It's him! Bring him in.

- Help him up the stairs.
- Careful!

Where's Saadi?

Unconscious in his car.
Want me to come in?

No, thanks. There's no need.

Is that you, Doctor?

Yes.

Take my bags to Room 319.
I reserved it by phone.

Drive.

- Where to?
- Just drive.

Drive me to Dr. Saadi's office.
You know the address?

- Of course.
- Is it far?

About 15 minutes.

Some music will make
the trip pass quicker.

Hello?

Yes, sir. Just a minute.

Doctor, it's Mr. Goulian.

Doctor, Mr. Goulian is on the phone.

Tell him I'm busy.

Ask him to call back in 20 minutes.

Sure, Doctor.

The doctor asks you
to call back in 20 minutes.

Right. Thank you. Good- bye, sir.

- Are we almost there?
- In a few minutes.

Attention.

We interrupt our usual programming
for an important news flash.

Contrary to previous reports,

Heindrich Van Dyck, United Nations
delegate visiting our country,

miraculously escaped
last night's bomb attack.

We've just received confirmation
that he's safe and sound

and being cared for at the Dutch legation.

What's wrong? What should I do?

The antidote.

The syringe. Where is the syringe?

The cabinet.

In a surprising
and as yet unexplained twist,

Van Dyck arrived at the Dutch legation
driving the car of Miss Ai'cha Melik,

daughter of well- known banking magnate
Faruk Melik.

- Drive me to Villa Melik.
- But we're almost at the doctor's.

He can wait. How far is it to Melik's?

It's about 20 minutes away,
but on the other side of town.

- I'll have to turn around.
- Hurry up and do it!

Feeling better?

Yes. Let's go to Melik's house.

It's inconceivable.
What was Van Dyck doing in your car?

How should I know?
I left it in the middle of the road.

- Why?
- Because I fainted.

- Then how did you get home?
- He brought me, of course.

- Who?
- The man I love.

The man who saved my life.

- What's his name?
- James Mulligan.

James Mulligan? Inconceivable!

I can't believe what I'm hearing!

Poor fool, he only used you!

You're so gullible!
You'll believe anything!

You're so stubborn!

I've already told you
the others shot at him.

He killed two men
who were about to kill me.

Would he do that if he were a gangster?

Of course! He needed your help!

For what? Tell me!

To get out of killing Van Dyck.

He never wanted to kill Van Dyck.

James is a photojournalist
for Magnum Photos.

Chandler is public enemy number one.
He's committed over 80 murders!

And you say you're in love with him!

It's not true. You're all mixed up.

He's not an assassin. He's a reporter.

His name isn't Chandler. It's Mulligan.

Chandler and Mulligan are the same man.
You're not listening!

As long as I live,
you'll never marry Mulligan!

Don't worry.
You won't live long, you bastard.

Who is this oaf?

What are you doing here?
I order you to leave immediately.

Shut up, doll face.

Otherwise you'll have to deal with me.

Dad, are you going
to let this gorilla insult your daughter?

She's in love with Mulligan!

- It doesn't matter.
- Why not?

- He's dead.
- Are you sure?

Yes, the major gave me
the order to kill him.

- Murderer! You're a murderer!
- She's totally nuts.

You're the one who's nuts.

You pay a fortune to have Van Dyck killed,

and at the last minute,
you kill another in his place.

You tried to betray us!

I'm taking your daughter as a hostage.

If anyone tries to stop us
or attack the major's house,

I might lose my life,
but I'll kill her first.

You're not taking my daughter!

Killer!

Stop shooting, Karas.

I have to talk to you.

- Listen.
- Talk.

If I die...

a file will be sent to the police

and you'll all be arrested and killed.

For your daughter's sake,
that file better not be sent.

Call your friends.

Nasty brute!

To the doctor's now?

Shut up, or you'll need a doctor.

Drive where I tell you.
Leave here and turn right.

A'icha!

Help me. Help.

Call a doctor.

Karas kidnapped A'icha as a hostage.

If you attack the major,
he swears he'll kill her.

Poor kid.

She has nothing to do with all this.

You should've thought of that before.

If you want to save her,
tell me everything immediately.

Everything.

Congratulations.

You did a wonderful job.

Please tell me
what Miss Melik is doing here.

She's a hostage.

Her father knows we'll kill her
if we're betrayed or attacked.

It was the only way
to guarantee his silence.

Good Lord,

when will you answer my prayers

and give me the blessing
of not being surrounded by idiots?

What do you expect me to do
with this little imbecile?

Hey, watch your mouth!

You were supposed to bring back Mulligan,
not her.

- Impossible. Mulligan is dead.
- No, he's still alive.

You ordered Saadi to kill him.

Idiot!

Mulligan killed Saadi.

- Good!
- Shut up!

- What the hell happened?
- You tell me.

If Mulligan beat me,

it's because you're an idiot...

blinded by your own stupidity.

All is lost.

Do you know what the captain
of a sinking ship does?

He gets in the first lifeboat.

No, you stupid piece of human cowardice.

He goes down with his ship...

or goes up in smoke with it.

Throw your gun out the window
or she's dead!

- What's going on?
- Stop him!

- Hubert.
- Come on.

Let's get out of here.

- It's in your hands now, Captain.
- The house is surrounded.

Then if you don't mind, good- bye!

Where are you taking me now?

Now?

To seventh heaven.