All language subtitles for Thunderbirds Are Go s03e17 Getaway.eng

[engine whirring]

You didn't have to come, m'lady.

I'm curious to see where you can
possibly be going this early.

[Sherbet whines]
I...

I was just going to pick up
some doggy biscuits for Sherbet,

- that's all.
- In that case, I'm glad I came.

You know how particular Bertie can
be when it comes to his snacks.

[music]

But this doesn't look like the place
we normally buy doggy biscuits.

I'm sorry, m'lady. Truth is...

- an old friend called me.
- Parker, why keep that a secret?

- I'm all for helping out old friends.
- Depends on the friend.

This one is from the old days.

[growls]
Bertie!

Nosy Parker!
Me old china.

Parker, isn't this light-fingered Fred?

- The one you got sacked?
- All forgiven...

...but not forgotten.

So, what can we do for you,
Mr... Fred, is it?

- We need a ride.
- We? Who's we?

Didn't I say?
Me and Gomez, of course.

- Gomez?
- Parker?

Me, Fred and Gomez used
to, er... work together.

And now you want a ride?

Me and Gomez were thinking,

"What would be the best
getaway car on the planet?"

That would be the Fab 1.

- Fastest, stealthiest car ever.
- Getaway car?!

We'll never let you use
Fab 1 as a getaway car!

Oh.
We're not asking, mate.

[charges whirring up]
[explosion]

Drive!

[music]
[jet engine starts]

Gomez!

[Announcer] Five!

Four!

Three.

Two.

One.
[thrusters]

[title music]

Thunderbirds are go!

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[music]

[beeping]

Better drop that brush
and head for Thunderbird 2.

Lady Penelope's called in
a building collapse near London.

- Is anyone injured?
- Not sure yet.

It's early Saturday morning there,
so the building could be empty.

- Tell her I'm on my way.
- F-A-B.

[music]

Five, four, three, two, one.

Thunderbird 2 is go.

- Virgil's on his way.
- F-A-B, John.

And I've alerted the fire brigade.

Should be on-scene very soon.

Aha. I'll do what I can here
to help and report back.

- What about Fab 1?
- What about it?

It's been... stolen!

We should be able to use
the master override

to disable the engine.

Huh. The master override
control isn't... overriding.

Oh! It's the master key,
Fred must have swiped it.

- That's why John can't take back control!
- Fred!

They don't call him
light-fingered Fred for nothing.

I'll track Fab 1's
location and report back.

Thank you, John.

Fred was right, Fab 1 is
the perfect getaway car.

- And they got away with Sherbet!
- One thing at a time, Parker.

We need to make sure there's
no-one in danger here first.

Besides, I'm sure Bertie
can take care of himself.

He is a Creighton-Ward, after all.

[laughs]
What a plan!

- That nosy Parker's a silly old fool.
- We're not safe yet.

You worry too much.
What could go wrong now?

[growls, barks]

- Get off! Whoa!
- Oi! Get off!

It's just a little pup!
Deal with it.

Let me concentrate on the driving!

We can't go any further
into this building,

it's too dangerous
without the right equipment.

- I agree, m'lady.
- Parker, see if there are any

shut-off valves for gas,
water or electricity.

If the supply lines are broken,
we could be in even more danger.

Right you are, m'lady.

[muffled voice] Help! Help me.
Please! Hello?

Is there anyone there, please?
Help, anyone! [static]

Hello, who is this?
Where are you?

Davina Nicholson.

I'm in the sorting room,
it's in sub-basement six.

It's dark, I... I'm trapped.

It's OK, Davina,
we're going to help.

The ceiling might not be safe,
so you need to find a big,

heavy object to hide under.

One that won't break.
Can you do that for me?

There's a sorting table,

but it's too far away
from the intercom.

You must take cover.

International Rescue are on their way,

and we'll have someone
down to you very soon.

Oh.
[shudders]

- At least she's safe for the moment.
- Good, m'lady.

[sirens approaching]

Cass McCready, fire brigade.
What's the situation?

The building partially collapsed
after a very unusual explosion.

We've got a civilian trapped
several floors down,

sub-basement six.
Name, Davina Nicholson.

Have you located any electricity,
gas or water controls?

None in the immediate area, ma'am.

- And Thunderbird 2 is on its way.
- Thank you. Lady Penelope, is it?

- You've done a very thorough job.
- Thank you.

You should also know
that this is a crime scene.

My scan showed that this
facility sorts diamonds.

That must be what
the criminals were after.

OK, I'll alert the GDF.

Good. Parker and I
will start after them ourselves.

This just got personal.

But how, m'lady?
We haven't got any transport.

[whistles]

Well, Parker,
what are you waiting for?

[music]

I want the collapse zone cleared.

Jones, Roland,
check the nearby buildings.

Make sure everyone
has been evacuated.

[jet engines whooshing]
[music]

Cool suit, Tracy.

But it's a bit bulky for the
cramped spaces down there.

I like to come prepared.
We'll make it work.

Always one step ahead. Just
no punching through walls, OK?

- The whole building could come down.
- I know, I'll be careful.

I'm no expert at travelling in cabs, but...

can't these things go any faster?

Not when it's one of these
self-driving kind.

[Automated voice] Thank you for
choosing the Kab 9000 Auto-drive Taxi.

Sit back, relax,
and enjoy the view.

Enjoy the view?

[angry barking] Ah!
Blasted dog!

Someone has pressed
the locator signal on Fab 1.

It's coming from near
the South London Market.

South Market,
destination confirmed.

If you would like to hear
the history of...

Look, we just want to get there.
Now, listen,

if you take a left just down here,
we'll come out on the A205,

and we could head over
Victoria Bridge to the market!

Passenger instructions
are unnecessary.

Kab 9000 selects
the best possible route

for your comfort and enjoyment.

Ohh.

He's sitting on
some kind of locator control!

They're probably tracking us.
Go on! Get off! [whines]

- We lost the signal.
- Upcoming roadworks detected.

Calculating alternate routes.

Kab 9000 apologises
for any inconvenience.

- And I've lost my patience.
- As have I.

Warning, unauthorised
changes to Kab 9000's

computer system can
result in system failure.

- Everything all right, Parker?
- It will be in a moment, m'lady.

[powering down pitch]
Have... a nice... day.

We will now.

Kab 1 is off.
[tires screeching]

Mhm. With all this damage,
it's going to be a tricky rescue.

Agreed, it's hard to see
anything at all.

So we'll need to check
even more carefully

to make sure no-one else is trapped.

- Problem, Tracy?
- OK, this never happens.

[clanks]

It's OK, International Rescue
is coming, she said.

Nothing's going to...
[rumbling]

[gasps]

Somebody help me! Help!

- Help me! Help!
- That must be Davina.

You'll like this.
Laser amplifier, a new feature.

It projects voice patterns
through thick debris.

- Really? This thing will work?
- Please work.

Davina,
this is International Rescue.

I'm here with the fire brigade.

We're on our way down to you now.

OK. It's gonna be OK.

- Now, that I like!
- Really?

I'd be happy to get Brains
to make some for the brigade.

I want one for me!

It'd be great for calling
my kids in for supper.

[music]

Tracy, have a look at this.

Huh?
I've never seen damage like that.

It's not from any explosive I know.

Lady Penelope did say the explosion
was odd. I wonder what caused it?

I know a man who can tell us.

Parker, John told me

you recognised the sound of
the explosion at the building.

No doubt about it, Virgil, sir.

It was an SWD.
A sonic wave device.

Sonic wave device?
I've never heard of it.

That's because it's very old tech.

They can go off without
warning. Typical Gomez.

- Thanks, Parker.
- Help! Please, help!

Listen!
Davina must be close.

[grunts]

Ah! The suit's trapped!

Move!!
[rumbling]

Now we're stuck.
No way up, no way down.

I think this was the vault room.

[beeping]
Don't move!

Looks like our criminals must have
left a sonic wave device behind.

Parker, what if we actually find
a sonic wave device?

Get away from it, Master Virgil.
Carefully! You never know

when a sudden movement
is gonna set it off.

There's a draft coming
from under this slab.

I think I've found us a way down.

[silent shush]

[silent grunting]

Nice... and... easy.

[beeping]
[gasps]

[exhales]
Close.

No sign? Well, that was the
last position I had for Fab 1.

We need to get that signal again!

[growling]
[music]

Watch it, little doggy.

Move! Ah!

[thud]
Ow!

There it is!
I got a new location.

Just ahead, and right
from your current location.

You should be right on top of it.

[laughs]

I've just realised,
we are right on top of them.

It's a trick we used for
escaping from the police...

allegedly.

I know where they're headed!
And I know a way in.

[chuckles]
That ought to hold you.

A stroke of genius, nicking this car.
Parker must be furious.

I wish I could see
the look on his face right now.

[music]

[gasps]

You must be Davina?

International Rescue, at your service.

I always wanted to meet
International Rescue.

- Just not quite like this.
- Yeah, we get that a lot.

[music]

We are in the underground.
Isn't that dangerous, Parker?

The trains don't run
here, m'lady. Just us...

and them.

Ahh!
How did they find us?

Escaping through the underground
was Parker's old trick.

We've got his car,
so just give him the slip.

Let's see what this one does.

- Oh!
- Oh!

No more missiles!
Try another button.

[growling]

What on Earth is going on in there?

[coughing]
I can't see!

Mild shock, but no physical injuries.

- You're in good shape.
- Thanks.

- We need to get out of here.
- Difficult.

Unstable floors overhead,
and an ancient explosive

one level up,
ready to go off at any moment.

We can't remote pilot
a Mole pod, either.

Vibrations from the drill might
bring this whole place down.

Davina, what do you know
about the building?

Well, it's hundreds of years old,
used to be part of the underground,

now we process diamonds here.
I'd just sent an order up

the service elevator to
the vault, when, "Boom!"

Everything went black.

- Service elevator?
- Over there.

But we can't get out that way,
it only goes up one level.

Maybe, but there's a door here!
Did you just say

this building used to be
part of the underground?

- Yeah.
- Must be an old service hatch.

[grunting]

No use! It's bricked up
from the other side.

There's no way out! We might
as well be shut in the vault!

That may not be such a bad thing.

You want to do what?

Set off the second
sonic wave device,

and break into the underground.
Got any tips?

Underground?
Are you sure about this, sir?

It's our only option.

Well, first, you have to get near
the thing if you want to move it.

Without setting it off.

[growling]

I'm gonna deal with this
mangy mutt once and for all!

Bloody you!

[indistinct shouting]

[Parker] When sonic wave devices
are used properly,

they can be very effective.

Or else they make a big mess.

Great.
And how often do they malfunction?

More than they ought to, I'm afraid.

[barks]
Shush. Shush!

There's only one thing
to get that cab off our tail,

Parker's old double back routine.

You mean, the split?
After all this?

But that'll take us right back
where we started.

You got a better idea?

No?
Well, hold on, then.

They're doubling back!

Must be headed for the split!

A tight turn, followed by
a junction in the tunnel.

So the turn
will hide them from view

- if we aren't right behind them.
- Yes, m'lady.

We'll lose them for good.

Unless we catch up.

[music]

Hay! He's gaining on us!
Do something, Fred.

Oh. Yeah.

[barks]
I...

[rims screechig]
[music]

Easy, Parker.

No good, m'lady, it's a...
it's a flat tyre.

Parker, this may not be
great timing,

but I need your help again.

[laughter]

How do we trigger the SWD?

It's voice activated, Master Virgil.

You say the word, "Detonate,"
and count down from five.

Now, that, I can do!

Detonate.
Five... [beeping]

four...

three...

two...

one!

[explosion]

Aah! Aah!

[whines]

Back up! Back up!

[growling]

- Ey!
- Hey!

[panting]

I'll take that.
Thank you very much.

- We'll get you back for this!
- Not where you're going.

- We made a bit of a mess.
- Not at all, Master Virgil, sir.

- You saved the day.
- Glad to hear it.

Though, I think Sherbet
might disagree.

[light growling]

Goodbye, Virgil.
It's been a privilege, as ever.

Likewise, Chief McCready.

- For calling the kids in for supper.
- [laughs] Thanks!

- Home, m'lady?
- Actually, Parker,

I believe someone
was promised doggy biscuits.

I heartily agree, m'lady.

Who's a good boy, then?
[whines]

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