All language subtitles for Los.invasores.(The.invaders).1x17.Los.condenados.(The.Condemned)Dual.Eng-Esp.by.Barel.ENG

Mr. Tate, hurry, please.

Got it.

They'll find us.

Any place we
go, they'll find us.

All right, Ed,
just take it easy.

-Mr. Tate...
-Steady, steady.

Ed!

Mommy! Mommy!

-The Invaders-
S01e17-Final Season One

Starring Roy Thinnes,
as architect David Vincent.

The Invaders

Aliens beings from
a dying planet.

Their destination...
The Earth.

Their purpose...
to make it their world.

David Vincent has seen them.

For him, it began one lost night

on a lonely country road

looking for a shortcut
that he never found.

It began with a
closed, deserted diner

and a man too long without sleep

to continue his journey.

It began with the landing of
a craft from another galaxy.

Now, David Vincent knows
that the invaders are here.

That they've taken human form.

Somehow, he must
convince a disbelieving world

that the nightmare
has already begun.

The guest stars
in tonight's story:

Ralph Bellamy

Marlyn Mason

Murray Hamilton.

A little girl's story
of a truck that melted

and disappeared eventually
reached the newspapers

and the eyes of David Vincent.

Aware that such
things can happen

in the nightmare
world of the invaders

David Vincent had come
here to Sands Point, Oregon

and now the nightmare enlarges

as the girl describes
a man seen running

from the ill-fated truck--

A man she had
recognized as Morgan Tate

head of a nearby
communications laboratory.

There will be a landing five
miles east of Bournemouth

on the night of
July 7, 3:00 a.m.

18 of our people to be
moved into the London area.

Repeat: There will be a landing
five miles east of Bournemouth

on the night of
July 7, 3:00 a.m.

18 of our people to be
moved into the London area.

Take the usual
preparatory steps

Sorry to keep you
waiting, Mr. Vincent

isn't it?

David Vincent, yes.

My name is Lewis Dunn.

I'm leasing most of
the plant from Mr. Tate.

What can I do for you?

Well, I wanted to see Mr. Tate.

He's out of town for a few days.

Perhaps I can help.

I'd like to see him personally.

Is there a number where
he can be reached?

I'm not at liberty

to give out that information.

If you leave your number

I'll have Mr. Tate contact you.

Well, I don't know where
I'm going to be staying

so, uh, I'll have to
call and let you know.

Thank you.

David Vincent.

"David Vincent."

Okay, sir.

Thank you.

Hey, fellas.

Look!

Dick, go call the police.

Hold it right there, mister
until the cops get here.

Hey, Joey! There's nobody there.

Try searching
further out this time.

You're wasting your time.

You're not going to
find a corpse out there.

Then what happened
to it, Mr. Vincent?

I've already been through
this with the sergeant.

I won't say another word

until you've looked
inside that plant.

You're going to
stick to your story

that Mr. Dunn and the
others were trying to frame

a man they never
saw before, is that it?

You won't believe any
explanation I give you right now

not until you've seen
what's inside that plant.

All right, I'm for
fun and games.

Take over, Steve.

Let's go.

Is that all the men
that were there?

That's right.

Mr. Finney, we'd like to have
a look around inside the plant.

I'm sorry.

I'm not authorized to
let you into the plant.

I'm sure it'll be all
right, Mr. Finney.

Officer, it's a
matter of security.

You see, we've, uh...

we've been working on
some government contracts.

"Government contracts"?

First I've heard about it.

I'll tell you what.

Let's talk to Morgan
Tate about this.

That won't be possible, officer.

Let's leave that
up to him, okay?

I only wish we could.

Unfortunately,
Morgan Tate is dead.

Mr. Finney witnessed
almost the entire fight.

That's right, sir.

I'm almost positive the
man he killed was Mr. Tate.

Now look, Vincent
is it such a big deal?

All I want are a
few simple facts.

Is that asking too much?

I've told you everything I can.

How can we go into court
with this kind of garbage?

What is it with you?

Look, Mr. Tonkin...
No! You look!

I've been appointed
to defend you, friend

but I can't.

Not without your help.

You just got to level with
me or else you've had it.

All right, I'll level with you.

I'll begin by saying that
Morgan Tate is alive.

What if I told you

Lewis Dunn is a creature
from another planet?

He's not working on
government contracts.

He's working to conquer
our government, huh?

Vincent...

Lewis Dunn
believes Tate is dead.

But he knows I didn't do it.

He thinks Tate died in a truck

that was disintegrated by a
spacemen-like contraption.

By framing me for a
murder that never happened

he thinks he's killing
two birds with one stone.

Now, can you
take that into court?

Mr. Vincent, if you're trying

to build an insanity
plea, forget it.

I doubt whether there'll be

a death sentence
without a corpse.

You know, you'd be better
off spending your time praying

Morgan Tate's body isn't found.

I'm sorry if my imagination
got the best of me.

Excuse me, counselor.

Thought you might
want to see this.

Well?

Seems a fisherman
working the waters

near the Peninsula Lab

just radioed the Coast Guard.

He's bringing in a
corpse he found in his net.

Tate?

Sure looks that way.

Vincent

Maybe you better practice

on that insanity plea after all.

Well, it won't be easy.

Over here.

There wasn't much
I could do about the face...

Hitting the rocks like that

plus being two days at sea.

Vincent, I'll make
a deal with you.

She just drove
in from the airport.

In a minute.

You save the state
the cost of a trial

and I guarantee
the district attorney

will be very grateful.

What do you say?

I'm innocent.

Okay, bring her in.

Stand over there,
out of the way.

This way, Miss.

I'm sorry to have to go
through this, Miss Tate.

It's all right.

Is that him?

Yes.

Just to explain, Miss Tate...

Although the body has
been identified tentatively

we require the identification
by a blood relative.

I said it's all right.

Let's just get it over with.

For the record, Miss Tate

do you identify this
man as your father?

It's been over nine years.

I'm not sure.

You'd know your own
father, wouldn't you?

I never knew my father.

Some of the men from the plant

have already sworn
this is Morgan Tate.

Will you look at him
once more, please?

Yes. Yes, it's my father.

Can I go now?

Wait. Don't let him
talk you into this.

If you're not sure, say so.

You have good
reason not to be sure.

That's not your father.

Shut up, Vincent.

Look, that body is a
mess... They saw to that...

But it's not your
father, Miss Tate.

What...?

Go to 310 Seashore Road.

There's a little girl
there. Talk to her.

She'll tell you she
saw your father alive.

I don't understand.

The girl he's talking
about... We checked her out.

She's got a pretty
good imagination.

Said she saw a truck
melt and disappear.

That's right, melt, like a
glob of butter on a frying pan.

Your father
wasn't in that truck.

He was seen running from it.

I'll be at my hotel

if you want me to answer
any more questions.

Miss Tate, please.

Get him out of here.

Want me to call you
a taxi, Miss Tate?

That won't be necessary.

I have a company car waiting.

I'll be in touch.

You don't have to worry

about the funeral arrangements.

I'll see that everything
is taken care of.

Anything wrong?

That man, Vincent.

He said my father is alive.

Alive?

It's nonsense, of course

but he said that
some little girl

over on Seashore Road saw him.

Well, a man like that

he's liable to say
anything, isn't he?

Shall we go?

Hey, turn around.

Hands out.

Klondike 5-7-4-1-4.

This is SND-6-3-7.

Hello.

Hello, Miss Tate.

This is Lewis Dunn.

Something's come up,
something unexpected.

It seems there are some
important papers at the plant

that need your signature.

I wonder if you'd mind
dropping by as soon as you can.

At the plant?

Are you sure it's necessary?
I have an awful lot to do.

I'm sorry, it's quite urgent.

All right, I'll be there
as soon as I can.

Just a minute!

How do we know

her father hasn't already
gone to the authorities?

If he had, Mr. Finney

they'd have paid
us a visit by now.

Miss Tate...

Now, wait a minute.
There's nothing to be afraid of.

I'm out on bail.

What do you want?

Your father... I've
got to find him.

You don't know how
important this is to me.

Mr. Vincent, these last few
days haven't been very pleasant.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

I know it's hard to believe,
but your father is alive

and finding him won't
only save my neck.

There's a lot more at stake.

You really believe
he is alive, don't you?

Does he have a
summer cottage or a cabin

or anything like that
where he might hide out?

No.

My father and I haven't been on
speaking terms for some years.

Now, if you'll excuse
me I really must go.

Was there anything you
can tell me about your father?

His habits, something
that'll help me find him?

Mr. Vincent, you have
very little to worry about

if my fathe r really is alive.

What is that supposed to mean?

Just that he wouldn't be
able to stay in hiding very long

even if he wanted to.

He'd have to come out to see a
doctor or a druggist sooner or later.

Why?

Because, Mr. Vincent,
he's a diabetic.

Hello, Miss Tate.

Thank you for coming.

I'm impressed.

My father did pretty
well for himself.

Can I fix you a drink?

I'd just as soon sign those
papers and be on my way.

Miss Tate, I'm going

to be frank with you.

There are no papers.

We've asked you
here to help us get back

a very important
file that was stolen.

Stolen?

What's this all about?

You'd better prepare
yourself for a shock, Miss Tate.

I've just discovered
that your father is alive.

Then Vincent was
telling the truth.

The one important
thing now, Miss Tate

is that your father has
taken a document...

A valuable file... From
our laboratory safe.

But he owns the company.

Why should he
steal from himself?

The fact is...

my associates and I have
leased the plant from your father.

He only maintained

a small building
for himself out back.

This particular file
belongs to our company

and if it isn't returned

we stand to lose
everything we've invested.

We'll be wiped out.

I simply can't let that
happen, Miss Tate.

That's why I must insist
you stay with us for a while.

Stay here?

For how long?

Well, not long.

We hope when your
father realizes you're in town

he'll contact you.

We want you to convince him

that he must return the file.

Then you'll be free to go.

I'm sorry about the imposition

but keeping you here with us

is our only hope

of forcing your father's hand.

My father alive...
And a thief to boot.

Well, you needn't make
it all sound so sinister.

I'll be delighted to help you.

In fact, I can't
think of anything

that would suit me better.

I think we're going to get
along very well, Miss Tate.

Now, how about that drink?

Make it a stiff one.

I'll need it.

Yes... yes, of course.

Anybody here?

Nope.

Well, aren't you anybody?

Nope.

How about the man
who runs the place?

Is he anybody?

Must be... He takes
2 hours for lunch.

Do you expect him back soon?

Hope so.

I got medicine to deliver...

Papers to deliver...
Homework...

You're a busy man.

Have to keep moving
or it piles up on you.

Yeah... I have to
keep moving, too.

Can you help me out?

How?

Well, I'm looking for a fella...

he's a very sick
man. He has diabetes.

Do you remember
delivering insulin to anybody?

Is that some kind of diet food?

Look, it'd be a lot faster

if you'd let me look through
the prescription files, huh?

Oh, no... Mr. Lukas'd tan my hide.
-Come on, come on... how about it?

A dollar, huh?

Well... okay.

Thanks.

Take a look at this.

Is that where you delivered it?
The Longwood Motel?

Yeah, uh-huh.

Where is it?

When you go out,
turn to the right

go down about a
quarter of a mile.

Thanks.

Police headquarters, please.

Mr. Tate?

Mr. Tate, I know
you're in there.

Now look, I have to talk to you.

I need your help.

It's important to both of us.

Look, my name is David Vincent.

I'm not from the plant.

I wasn't sent by Dunn.

Do you understand?

I'm not one of Dunn's people.

Mr. Tate, I need your help.

We can help each other.

Freeze, mister.

Look, Morgan Tate is inside.

Do you hear me?

Morgan Tate's in room two there.

Why don't you check on it?

Will you check on it?

He's in room-2.

Miss Carol Tate, please.

Sir, Miss Tate left word

that all her calls
are to be transferred

to the Peninsula Plant.

That's Ocean-7406.

Yes... Yes, I know the number.

Yes?

Carol Tate, please.

I think it's him.

Hello, Father.

It is you, Carol.

I'd hoped never to
have to talk to you again.

Unfortunately, I've
never had much luck

where you're concerned.

So, I'll be brief, Father...

Wait a minute. There's
something you must...

I want you to return the file
that you stole from Mr. Dunn.

Do you understand?

Carol...

Look, how many more
lives do you want to ruin?

My mother... now these men.

Carol, please...
honey, listen to me.

Dunn and those other men

aren't what they say they are.

Believe me when I
say you're in danger...

Grave danger.

Get away from there.

I'll meet you... I
never knew you had

such a melodramatic
streak in you, Morgan.

Now, about the file...

we're quite desperate
about getting it back.

I hope you understand
how desperate.

Is my daughter all right?

For the present, yes.

How much does she know?

Your daughter knows nothing
of the contents of the file.

As long as she
remains ignorant of it

she also remains safe.

Come back with the file, Morgan.

Bring it back in person.

Mr. Tate...

it's not that we don't
believe you mean well...

I don't care what the
D.A.'s office believes

it's all here in the newspaper
except for one thing...

the way it's written here...

The way Mr. Dunn and Mr. Finney

told it to the police
and to the newspaper

is just the way it happened.

Except we weren't fighting...

We didn't have a fight,
did we, Mr. Vincent?

No, there was no fight.

All right, let me see if
I got this straight now.

You say you were merely
out for a stroll near the cliff

you passed by Mr. Vincent...

Who was conveniently
just standing there...

You stumbled... Yes,
and he grabbed me.

Mr. Brock, we weren't fighting.

He was just trying
to pull me back.

It was an accident.

And then, Mr. Tate

after that long
fall to the rocks

you just, um...

you just got up and walked away

before the others found you?

I told you, I was stunned.

Until today?

Yes, that's right.

Then when I read the
story in the newspaper

naturally I came right over
here to straighten things out.

Naturally.

Mr. Vincent, if you were
the district attorney...

You were listening to
what was just said here

what would you think?

I'd say you were stuck
with an unidentified body.

Mr. Brock... since
Mr. Dunn and Mr. Finney

swear that David
Vincent killed me

and since I'm obviously not dead

I don't see what reason
you have to hold him.

There's one good
reason: Assault...

while making an
escape from custody.

What's his bail?

Mr. Tate, I think you're

just buying yourself
a mess of trouble.

How much?

Reagan, take him down
to the cashier's office.

Telephone the judge.

All right, unlock him.

Vincent, I smell a dead
fish in here somewhere.

Mr. Tate has buried
it for the time being.

I hope you're properly grateful.

Don't thank me yet.

There's a price.

All right, you lied
for me back there.

What is the price?

Mr. Tate?

Not here.

Make a right turn, driver.

There's a bar in the
middle of the block.

Let us off there.

Well?

I need someone
to go to the plant...

A middleman to make
an arrangement with Dunn.

What kind of arrangement?

He's holding my daughter Carol.

I want to make a trade:
me for my daughter.

Why does he want you?

It's not just me.

There's a file they want
even more than they want me.

They think I have it.

These people...
Dunn and the others

they're not... really...
people, they're...

They're aliens.

Yes, I know all about them.

I didn't think there
was anyone else.

I've been working
on this for some time.

A year ago they came to
see me about leasing the plant.

I needed money desperately.

I didn't know all this time

what they were doing there.

When I found out last week
I decided to do something.

Bourbon and water, no ice.

The same.

What's in this file?

It contains a list of the 11
key alien leaders here on earth.

Men in positions of power

in this country, England,
France, Germany, and Russia.

My lab has become the
hub... The nerve center...

For the transmission of messages

from the mother planet
to these key leaders.

Dunn can't risk

having the names
on that list exposed.

He has to have it back.

Where is the file?

It's still there.

The plant?

Yes. When the alarm went off

there was only time
to hide it and run.

I was going to
go back and get it

when things cooled down.

David, will you help me get
my daughter out of there?

On one condition:

I get that file.

All right, when we get
it, you can take over.

Take it to Washington,
turn it over to the authorities.

I want to see these...
Whatever they are... exposed.

You know what this means?

You may be dead ten minutes
after you enter that place.

We both may be.

How long we going
to sit here, mister?

In a minute. In a minute.

Where is he?

He'll start to the front gate

soon as he sees his
daughter come out, alone.

I get the feeling
you don't trust me.

You're very perceptive.

She'll be out in a few minutes.

David Vincent.

There it is.

Drive up.

Keep your lights off.

Okay, back the cab
up, turn it around

and, when the lady comes out
we'll be leaving right away.

Where's Carol?

She'll be out soon.

I haven't been able to find
that ladder to the roof.

It's in the back at the
north end of the plant.

When you get to the roof

directly ahead
there's a skylight.

Underneath that,
there's a ladder

going right down into the lab.

You'll have to be careful
when you cut the fence.

A guard goes by
every five minutes.

Now remember, when you're inside

stall Dunn as long as possible.

I'll try.

Why does she hate you so?

She thinks I killed her mother.

She was only a kid.

She didn't realize her
mother was an alcoholic

or how bad things
were between us.

One day in an alcoholic frenzy

her mother told me to get out.

I guess she didn't
think I really would.

Six months after I left

she committed suicide
and left a note blaming me.

Carol's never forgiven me.

She's the only person in
the world I really care about.

She's never forgiven me.

Hello, Carol.

You look very well.

So do you, Father.

Life's been good to you

but then why shouldn't it?

A man like you...

You deserve only the best.

You've earned it.

Good-bye, Carol.

Take the lady back
to her hotel... no stops.

I'll call the airport.

I must confess, Morgan

to learn that the file was here

in the plant all the time

is a delicious irony

that even I can appreciate.

Where is it, Mr. Tate?

I'm trying to remember.

It all happened so fast.

Just...

give me another minute.

It was very confusing.

There were...

people coming
from all directions.

Now, just...

just another minute.

We're running out
of minutes, Mr. Tate.

I'm still trying to think.

Perhaps it would quicken
your memory, Mr. Tate

if I remind you
that just because

your daughter is at liberty now

doesn't necessarily
mean she'll remain so.

Just a few feet away
from me all the time.

Yeah, it all seems to be here.

Vincent, look out!

This is communications
headquarters.

We are abandoning
all operations here.

We have lost command roster one.

Take the usual
steps immediately.

Repeat: We have lost
command roster one.

You're a lucky man, Vincent.

The D.A.'s so glad
to get rid of you

he's not going to make you pay

for that little dance
we had at the morgue.

Just make sure you're
out of town by midnight.

There's her hotel.

Come in.

My father send
you to hold my hand

all the way home to Boston?

Miss Tate, your father...
-I know what my father is.

He looked tired, didn't he?

I didn't know him very well.

But I know he
loved you very much.

Sure.

He loved you.

The next few weeks

you're going to be
hearing a lot about him

and you'll be going through
all kinds of legal hassle.

There are some things
you should know about him...

Things you've got
to know about him.

What things?

Do you mind if I ride
to the airport with you?

Not at all.

Carol Tate had lost her
father to a nameless enemy

but the enemy had also
suffered a grave blow.

They had lost
command roster one.

In the days that
followed, 11 key aliens

either resigned, disappeared
or died in a tragic accident.

Their bodies never
to be recovered.

The invaders'
timetable for conquest

had received a major setback.

---oOo---