All language subtitles for 21 Thunderbirds - Cry Wolf

Five!

Four!

Three!

Two!

One!

Thunderbirds are go!

♪ Thunderbirds March

Ohh...

Uhh... Ohh...

Oh, where am I?

I must have fallen over.
The ledge, it broke my fall.

Oh, my leg!

My leg, it hurts.

Gotta get help. Gotta get help.

Uh!

I made it.

Calling International Rescue.
Calling International Rescue.

Calling International Rescue.

I've fallen over a cliff edge.
I think my leg is broken.

I'm on a ledge.
It stopped my fall.

Can you hear me,
International Rescue?

Please, save me.

International Rescue calling.
Are you receiving me? Over.

I'm lost.

I'm scared.

Please, please don't let me die.

Please send help.

Please.

Gee, I hope they've
picked up my message.

- Sounded like a small boy. Australian.
- Didn't he say where he was?

No. He was lost. I couldn't ask
questions. He was only transmitting.

All I got was that he
was trapped on a ledge

and couldn't
move, pretty scared.

- What do you think, Scott?
- Not much to go on.

If only we knew
the exact location.

He stayed on the air long
enough for me to get a fix on him.

I've got his location
to within a mile.

That's near enough.
Right, Scott?

- On your way.
- Yes, Father.

John will give you
your directions.

Australia, here I come!

Right, John, Scott is on
his way. Leave it to us.

I'm worried about
that kid. If he is as

scared as he sounded,
he could panic and fall.

OK. Watch out for him
transmitting again, John.

You could then get a
more precise fix on him.

Meanwhile, International
Rescue is on its way.

Oh, gee, it will soon be dark.

I should have been found by now.

- Help!
- Help!

Help!

International Rescue
from Thunderbird 1.

I shall be in sight of the rescue zone in
approximately three minutes from now.

OK, Scott. He's down there somewhere.
Try and locate him on the scanner.

Will do. Over and out.

Hey! Hey!

International Rescue from
Thunderbird 1. I've spotted him.

- How does he look, Scott?
- Well, he looks fit enough.

He's on his feet.
He's waving at me.

International Rescue!

Boy, they've sighted me.

Are you gonna need any help?

No, I can handle this
one. I'm going into land.

You arrived just in
time. What can I say?

You saved my life.

That's all right, sonny,
we're doing it all the time.

Yes, but surely
you'll take a reward?

- A couple of million or so?
- We ask no money.

We just save people.

- We only ask one thing.
- Sure, whatever you say.

Don't try and follow
me when I leave here.

Our base is secret

and, please, no photographs.

Well, now I've seen everything.

So you never did need rescuing.

I think someone had
better do some explaining.

I'm sorry, Mr Tracy.

It's my responsibility.
I guess it's all my fault.

- You can't blame
yourself, Dad.
- It's not who is to blame.

While we were
dealing with this call,

someone really needing
help could have lost their life.

We realise the seriousness
of the situation, Mr Tracy.

I'm not trying to make excuses,

but, well, try and look at it
from the boys' point of view.

When their mother died,

I had to try and be a
mother and a father to them.

Well, life is pretty dreary round
here for a couple of lively boys.

I try to make it up to them.

You know, I made them
these walkie-talkies outfits.

I keep pretty busy
at the weather station.

They did have to
amuse themselves.

We play at International
Rescue all the time.

Yeah, it's our favourite game.

You and the other members of your
organisation are their heroes, Mr Tracy.

You're the greatest
in their book.

Yeah, well, uh... This is a serious
matter. I understand that situation,

but this little escapade
could have had tragic results.

Gee, we really
are sorry, Mr Tracy.

What are you going to do to us?

Well, there are several
things I should do,

but I've decided to
take you on a little trip.

- A trip?
- That's right.

If it's OK with your dad, I'm going
to take you to our headquarters.

Then you'll see just how much
trouble a false alarm causes.

It can't be true.

It can't be true. Dad,
Dad, you've gotta let us go.

Wow!

We're really gonna
ride in Thunderbird 1!

Are you boys OK?

- Sure are, Mr Tracy.
- Wow! This is great.

Hold tight, then.
We're on our way.

Good. Very good, boys.

I just wanted to make sure
you were all up to scratch.

With Scott bringing two such
admirers as Tony and Bob here,

we've really got
to be on our toes.

Thunderbird ETA is
two minutes, Mr Tracy.

Thank you, Brains.

I want you fellas to give these
boys a real, warm welcome.

- Is that clear?
- Yes, Father.

We're nearly there, boys.
Now you know the drill.

- Sure, Scott.
- We understand.

International Rescue is a top-secret
project. It must stay that way.

Too many of the wrong guys would
like to get their hands on our secrets.

- OK, Scott. We're ready.
- You can take her down now.

OK.

Oh, Mrs Tracy, there's
enough food to feed an army!

An army, maybe.

Two growing youngsters?
I'm not so sure.

Mm!

Coming along nicely.

You really can cook, Grandma.

Well, I hope I'm
not out of practice.

The trouble with living on a secret
base is visitors are few and far between.

Where are the boys now?

Oh, Uncle Alan is
taking them round.

A grand tour in the monocar.

Will you take a look at that?!

These are some of the vehicles that we
use when we're out on rescue operations.

But, of course, these are
just some of our minor crafts.

In just a moment, you'll see
something much more impressive.

Well, here we are
in Thunderbird 3 bay.

Hey, that's some spaceship.

I expect Scott is the only
one allowed to pilot that one.

Well, as a matter of fact, I'm the one
who takes control of the spaceship.

You do? You mean to say you
control that craft all by yourself?

Well, I do I take Scott
with me, as a rule.

Just to keep me on course.

Sir, uh, you'll pardon
the intrusion, sir,

.but would you mind telling
the boys their lunch is ready?

Too much, eh, Tin-Tin?

We only just had enough.

- Feeling better, boys?
- Yes, sir.

Gee, it's the best
meal I ever had.

What did you think of the
base? Did you enjoy your tour?

It was super. Wish I lived here.

We really understand now why we
mustn't call you out without a good reason.

If you've learnt that, I guess
the trip was worthwhile.

You young fellas have
been really privileged,

coming to a top-secret
base like this.

That's why we made
you wear those blindfolds,

so you wouldn't
know where you were.

Well, we'd better be getting you
home. I'll hand that over to Thunderbird 2.

- Right, Virgil?
- Yes, sir.

Well, Tony, Bob, it's sure
been great having you here.

Thank you, sir.

- Goodbye, everyone.
- So long, fellas.

Goodbye.

- I'll take you to the chute.
- And, don't forget,

no more fooling around
with phoney distress calls.

- OK. Away you go, Virgil.
- Right, Dad.

Boy!

Here we go, boys.

Thanks for letting me
bring the boys here, Dad.

That's OK, Scott. When
we haven't got time

to do things like that,
well, it'll be a sad day.

And, besides, a thing like that
is not gonna cause any harm.

Well...

we certainly made the news, Bob.

Yeah. It's quite a good
photograph of the house, isn't it?

- Where's Dad?
- He's in his office, I think.

Come on. Let's show him this.
He hasn't seen the papers yet.

Well, I think that's
enough for today.

I wonder what
those boys are up to.

Dad!

Look what it says in the paper.

What is this? What is this?

Just you read
that. We're famous!

Yes, I see.

Residents of Charity Springs.

It's a pity the press
got hold of this story.

Somebody might
start to suspect things.

Ha ha ha! A weather station?

Hee hee hee! A likely story.

This could be just what
I've been looking for.

And now it is within my reach.

And who would have thought
that International Rescue

would be the ones
to lead me to it!

Ha ha ha!

Perhaps I should send
them some of the profits

I shall make from their secret!

Spy satellite Alpha 2-0

approaching the
Australian coast, sir.

Right, thank you, Sergeant.

This is Satellite HQ
to Densley Tracker.

This is Satellite HQ to Densley
Tracker. Come in, please.

Satellite HQ from
Densley Tracker.

Satellite HQ from Densley
Tracker. I am now on standby.

Alpha 2-0 is now coming
up to you, Densley Tracker.

The radio photographs of this
orbit are now coming up to you.

Thank you, HQ. Message
received and understood.

All systems are functioning. Readings
are clear, clear, clear. Over and out.

My turn to rescue you, Tony.
Where are you going to go?

I thought the old mine
up at Densley Hill.

Hm...

A job for Thunderbird 2. OK.

Give me a half-hour start,
eh? I shall be ready by then.

Right. 30 minutes it is.

Dad? Dad?

Are you in the dark room?

- Oh, hi, Dad.
- Hello, there, Bob.

I'm afraid I'm very
busy in the dark room.

I won't be out for
a couple of hours.

.That's all right. We're just
going out to play, that's all.

- International Rescue,
I suppose.
- Yeah. Sure.

I see. Don't forget what Mr Tracy
told you. Keep your radios off.

Of course we will, Dad.

We know better than that.
We're not kids, you know.

Now... before I make a move,

I must be sure
where everyone is.

Very interesting.

My young friend seems to
be making for the old mine.

Yes.

That would keep the
two boys out of the way.

There should be a
place here somewhere.

Hi, there, young fella.

Hello. What are you
doing here, mister?

Oh, I've just been sent out
to survey this derelict mine.

Hey!

Aren't you Tony Williams?

That's right.

How do you know that?

I saw your picture
in the papers.

Ha, ha, yeah. That's right.

You've got a
brother, haven't you?

- Yeah, Bob.
- Of course it is.

- Bob.
- He is coming to look for me
right now.

I'm trying to find a good
place to be rescued from.

Well, Tony, I'll tell you.

I know just the place.

Don't worry, Tony.

International Rescue
are on their way.

Tony?

Tony? I don't think we
should play around here.

Hello, son.

Oh. Who are you?

I am a surveyor,
looking this place over.

For the Government.

Sure, I did tell Tony
you could play here, but...

Well, it's too dangerous.

I think you had better
collect him and go home.

Yeah. Yeah. OK.

Is your father at home, Bob?

Dad? Yeah. Why?

It's just that I may have to
go and see him. That's all.

He is alone, isn't he?

Oh, yeah. Dad won't
have visitors in the house.

He may not even see you.

I'll try not to bother him,
especially if he is working.

Oh, he's working, all
right, in the dark room.

The dark room?

- What's that then, Bob?
- I don't know exactly.

Dad won't let Tony
or me go in there.

You see, he's got a lot of
equipment that breaks easy.

Did Tony go in there?

Yes, he did.

And where exactly in the
house is this, uh, dark room?

I'll just go and get Tony.

Hey! Hey! Come back, Bob!

Ah, well.

I expect I should be able
to find it myself quite easily.

But, first of all, I must
deal with these foolish boys.

Tony?

Tony? Tony, where are you?

The game is off.

Tony!

Bob! I'm down here.

Hey!

Ah! Oh, this is the life!

- Don't get yourself too
comfortable, Gordon.
- Tin-Tin is right.

Usually, when we get a chance to put
our feet up, we get an emergency call.

Well, if we do get a call,

let's put it on to Tony and Bob!

Oh, yes!

That sounds great,
Williams. We'll have to check,

but that last batch could show the
installations we've been searching for.

We'll be able to arrange
a collection tomorrow.

That's the news I've
been wanting to hear.

Once this project is successful,
I'll be back to my old job.

I'll see more of the kids, then.
Won't just be in their school holidays.

- You betcha. Over and out.
- Over and out.

Hey!

You!

What do you think
you're doing in here?

I said, what...

Open the door, Williams.

Open the door.

Gotta...

turn off... the screen.

Open the door!

We promised we wouldn't
use the radio, Tony.

This is different, Bob.

It really is an emergency.

Calling International Rescue.

International Rescue?

International Rescue?

International Rescue here.
We're receiving your call.

Oh, boy, look,
you've got to come.

There was this guy who
tricked us into the mine.

When Bob and me were both in
here, he must have thrown in a bomb.

Hey, wait a minute.

- Is that Tony? Tony and Bob?
- Yes, it is.

Now, son, we told you not
to involve us in your games.

But this time it's true.
Oh, you tell him, Bob.

We really are trapped
down a mine, mister.

Please listen, please.

You know, fantastic
as their story was,

they had me
believing them at times.

OK. Thanks for
reporting it, John.

How do you like that?

A man tricking two kids into a
mine, then throwing in a bomb?

Then John turns round and
says he's started to believe them.

That's not John's fault, Virgil.

When kids play games,
they really do believe them.

I can remember things
when you lot were youngsters.

I thought they were
a couple of good kids.

You give them something special and
they let you down, break their promises.

Forget it, Scott. Boys will be boys.
Let's go and have something to eat.

Why didn't they believe us, Bob?

Why didn't they believe us?

- Tony...
- What?

Nobody...

Nobody is going to find us here.

We'll never get out.

Never.

Well, that's great news,
Lieutenant, great news.

Yes, sir. I have arranged for the
photographs to be collected tomorrow.

Yeah, well, seems a long time to
wait. Are they gonna be safe there?

Just as if they were
in Fort Knox, Colonel.

Yeah, yeah, of course. We did fit a central
security dome office at Densley Tracker.

That's right, sir.

And, anyway, because
it is a top-secret set-up,

we put that station
so far in the Australian

bush, that's the
earliest we can get there.

Expecting a call?

No, sir. It's Williams
from Densley Tracker.

This is Satellite HQ to
Densley Tracker. Go ahead.

Lieutenant, can you hear me?

- This is an emergency.
- Let me talk to him.

Williams? Colonel Jameson here.

What sort of an emergency?
You've still got those photographs?

Yes, Colonel, yes.

But there's somebody trying
to get in here and my boys...

Colonel, you've gotta...

Get a grip on
yourself, Williams.

I want you to tell me exactly
what's happening there.

Lieutenant, find out just how
fast we can get some men there.

Williams, I'm waiting.

Yes, sir. Well...

I heard someone outside. I
thought it was one of my sons.

So I turned on the two-way TV.

Then I saw this man out
there. Never seen him before.

He started to...

well, hypnotise me, I guess.

I just managed to
turn the screen off.

I'm kinda tied down.

I can't take normal
security measures.

If I face him, even with a gun,

those eyes... those eyes, he...

He's outside now.

He's trying to get in.

I thought I'd let you know

that Tony and Bob must have gone
home for tea, they've stopped calling.

I knew they would if we
took no notice. Thanks, John.

Well?

It will take us three
hours to get men there, sir.

- The fastest we can do.
- Three hours?

That station is in the
middle of nowhere.

Even if we tried to send help from the
nearest town, it'd take them two hours.

And, bang, would
go all our security.

Williams, listen to me.

We can't get help to
you for several hours.

Several hours? He's
practically through!

Hold out as long as you can.

If he gets in...

and you don't think
you'll be able to use a gun,

destroy those photographs,
burn them, anything.

But don't let him
get possession.

But whatever you do,

don't destroy them
until you're certain,

absolutely certain,
he's through.

They're vital! And we must
save them if we possibly can.

Colonel, what about
International Rescue?

Well, what about them?

International Rescue
made it here in 35 minutes.

They might not make it
in time, but 35 minutes,

that's better than
anything else.

All right, Lieutenant. I'll
try and get permission.

- Keep in touch with Williams.
- Very good, sir.

It's gonna come down, Tony.

It's gonna collapse.
On top of us!

International Rescue.
Calling International Rescue.

This is an emergency.

An emergency.

Of course, it all fits together.

These boys weren't playing.
They must really be in the mine.

Yeah. Someone wanted
to get them out of the way.

While he breaks in to get
the secret photographs.

Right. We're not a
political organisation,

but those boys
are in real danger.

We can't ignore
a call like this.

Scott, you go and
look after Williams.

Virgil and Alan, Thunderbird 2.

You've got to get
down to that mine.

- Bring those two boys out.
- Right away, Father.

John will give you
the final details.

All right, boys, off you go.

So, remember what
I told you, Tony, Bob.

- The Thunderbirds are coming.
- OK. We'll be brave.

- Won't we, Bob?
- Yes, sir.

International Rescue
should be there very soon, sir.

- Yeah, yeah, I know.
- I was just wondering...

do you think that character
at the Williams' house

could have known
about the photographs?

Well, frankly, I don't
know what to make of it.

Clearly, we're dealing
with no ordinary thief.

And that business of the
two boys trapped in the mine,

it's all too cleverly contrived.

Yeah. He went there to get
his hand on these photographs.

And it looks like
he'll stop at nothing.

Williams!

Hello?

What's happened?
Come in, please.

Come in, please.

Hey, there!

I'm taking her down, Alan.

Radio the base. Tell them
to keep the boys talking.

- We'll home in
on their walkie-talkie.
- Leave it to me.

Keep talking, boys. Virgil
and Alan have arrived.

They'll have you out
of there in no time.

OK, Mr Tracy, but hurry.

There's not much time.

This way in looks as
good as any, Virgil.

OK, Alan. You can
contact the boys direct.

I'll get the equipment ready.

Tony? Bob? Are you all right?

- We're coming down now.
- Sure. We're OK.

I think the roof is
going to cave in!

OK, Virgil. I'll go first.

Tony, Bob, use
your walkie-talkie.

It's the roof, Mr Tracy.

It's getting worse.

You'd better not come after us.

You get a reading?

11, 18, 32.

This way, Alan.

Hold it, Alan!

Let's try it now.

It's them!

- I can see their lights.
- They made it!

OK, boys. Don't worry. We're
soon gonna have you out of there.

Right, Virgil. While
I lift this beam,

you pull the boys clear.

Well, he couldn't
have stood a chance.

I guess that's the last crooked
game he'll ever try to play.

Well, I'd better go and
collect those photographs.

Curse those foolish boys!

Curse their stupid father!

And curse International Rescue!

Mr Tracy, I don't
know what to say.

You saved the photographs, sure,

but, more than
that, my sons' lives.

We're glad that we were
able to. We should have known

that Tony and Bob wouldn't
have broken their promise.

Scott, before we have tea, there's
something Bob and I have got to show you.

Sure, Tony. You lead the way.

Dad fixed it up for us.

You have to lie on
the table, Mr Tracy.

Oh, well, I'll try
anything once.

OK, Bob?

Emergency, Scott! Away you go!

Gee, Mr Scott, we're sorry.

I guess you're too heavy
for our emergency exit.

The things I do for
International Rescue.