All language subtitles for Mannix S02E19 End Game

You bomb squad men,
take cover quickly!

Three men to
the south side of the building!

On the double
and take cover!

Joe Mannix.

Oh, yes, sir.
Captain's been expecting you.

You better leave
the car here.

Captain?

What do you got, Captain?

I'll tell you what I've got.

Two of my bomb squad boys

are on their way
to Central Receiving,

that's what I've got.

We tried getting in,
but that place is a minefield.

What about Art Malcolm?

Still in there,
with a gun at his head.

Unless that maniac's
pulled the trigger.

The guy wants
to see you, Mannix.

Why me?

I don't know why you.

But Art told us
the guy'd let you in.

Where is he?
What floor, what room?

No idea.

I just walk in there
and an usher will

show me to my seat, huh?

Without your gun.

Use the front door, Mannix.

Everything else
is booby-trapped.

Good luck.

Mannix coming in.

Mannix!

Over here.

The elevators.

The third elevator.

Fourth floor, room 416.

♪ ♪

Mannix, the walkie-talkie.

Take it with you.

You'll need it.

416's dead ahead, Joe.

Oh, uh, don't tread
on the dust sheet.

Under the ladder.

Grab a seat.

I'll be there in a sec.

Who are you?

Where's Art Malcolm?

He's here.

Where's "here"?

In the building.

Who is this?

You see the tape recorder?

Yeah.

Turn it on.

Switch is on the right.

Captain Griswold's office.

Art Malcolm,
Captain, please.

He's on another
line, Sergeant.

This is Code Three,
Margaret.

What have you got, Art?

I've got a .45 automatic
in my right ear, Skipper.

I'm being held in the old
Capricorn Building,

Larchmont and Sixth.

Give me what you can.

The guy with the gun
wants to see Joe Mannix.

Mannix? What for?

Can't go into that.

But give it
to him straight.

It doesn't look good.

This is a guy
Mannix and I know

from a long time back.

He tells me he's already
killed four men.

And I believe him,
Skipper.

Are there any other people
in that building?

Negative, the building's
being remodeled.

This is police business, Art.

Is there any way to handle this

without pulling
Mannix into it?

No chance.

Okay.
I'll call Mannix myself.

Then we'll throw everything
we've got around that building.

One more thing, Skipper.

Mannix has to come in
through the front door.

No gun and alone.

Tell him I personally
think it's a lousy idea.

He should stay in bed.

All right,
let's knock off the games.

Where's Art Malcolm?

Malcolm'll keep.

Hey, you see the photo?

It's in the other room.

Take a closer look.

Yeah, I see it.

Go on.

Hey, relax, Joe.

These rooms are clean.

They're my living room
and office.

All right,
I want to see Malcolm

and I want to know
who I'm talking to.

Malcolm'll keep.

You got to be kidding!

You're looking
at our graduation picture

and you don't know
who this is?!

Shame, Joe, shame.

All those weeks in basic,

in paratroop and ranger school,

and underwater demo

and survival training,
and you don't dig?

No, I don't.

Three months of combat behind
the gook lines,

16 firefights,

ten months in that
Chinese squeeze--

Let's see,

what was the name
of that P.O.W. place?

Changju.

Yeah, Changju.

The North Korean Boys' Town.

I thought maybe you'd

forgotten Changju.

No, I haven't forgotten.

Neither have I, buddy.

Okay, Joe, roll call.

Pick up the pencil
and start checkin' 'em off.

First man, first row.
Jamal, right?

Yeah, Turk got it at Hamgyong.

So cross him off.

Art Malcolm.

We both know I'm not Malcolm,
so go to Cobber Jackson.

Changju.

They nailed him going
over the wall in the escape.

Scratch him.

Move up one.

And there he is, second row,
right-- Joe Mannix.

And we both know
I'm not good old Joe,

so that brings us to Stavros.

That tank chopped him down
when we crossed the river.

And good old Joe
got the tank,

and the Silver Star.

So scrub Stavros.

Zaleski.

Pass Frankie for now.

Whitehead.

Derek Whitehead.

Chinese never brought him back
from interrogation.

Scratch him.

Top row, on the right.

Saba.

Skip him for now.

Pass on Harris, too.

Go to Radford.

Minefield.

Then Keller.

Gus Keller.

Leavenworth, life sentence.

Skip Keller. Next.

You're for sure not Kim Yung.

Well, 86 him anyhow.

He got very careless
one night about a month ago.

Somebody left a knife in him.

How do you know?

I just know.

Hey, what do you hear

about Harris?

Lives in Canada.
Not anymore.

Somebody wired his car.

Blew the roof off the garage.

A real mess...

And Saba?

That was kind of too bad.

He got himself shot,
.45 automatic.

Addis Ababa,
you ever been there?

You beginning to get
the hang of it now, Joe?

And what happened
to Frank Zaleski?

You remember those wire gizmos
with the wood handles?

The stranglers?

You make a loop and drop it
over a guy's neck.

You know what I mean, Joe.

Well, it seems Frankie was
living in Cleveland and, uh...

I get the picture, Gus.

How did you get
out of Leavenworth, Keller?

Good behavior, Joe.

What did you do to Art Malcolm?

Joe...

why don't you take
a little look around?

But, uh, buddy,

be real careful from here on in.

Don't touch a phone.

Don't open a window.

Don't walk
unless I say it's okay.

Okay?

You know what anti-personnel
mines do to a guy.

And keep the walkie-talkie
with you, chum.

I'd hate to lose touch.

Joe!

You see the double doors?

Yeah, I see them.

Well, go through them.

It's all right, Joe.

He's not wired.

No booby traps.

Hey, you thought it was Art?

That isn't Art.

Art's over here.

Hey.

Hey, Joe.

Over here.

Last of the headhunters.

Well, after 16 years...

here we are.

Last of the old
combined forces

combat team A.

Gus Keller and Joe Mannix...

the creep who went over
the wall at Changju

and left his buddy
to take the bamboo shaft.

You ready to die, Joe?

Remember what
the sergeant said, Joe--

never keep a shell
in the chamber.

All right, hands
on the stairs, feet back

and wide, just
like on TV.

Where's Art Malcolm?

Is he still alive?

Oh, we'll get around
to him, pretty soon.

Stand up.

Hey, you seem kind of surprised
to see me, Joe.

I wouldn't be if I were you.

It's not a pleasure
I was looking forward to.

Oh, come on now,
you knew it had to happen.

A soldier doesn't desert a buddy
in a gook P.O.W. camp

and not expect
to pay for it someday.

Well, Joe...

...this is your day.

In a way, you're kind
of lucky, you know?

You might've had
it really bad,

like I did, in Changju.

We all had it tough, Keller,
and don't you forget it.

Except you...
Nothing!

You got nothing compared
to what they did to me

when you guys broke out!

You and Malcolm

and Radford and the
rest of you guys.

You planned
that bust-out for weeks.

You tunneled under that wall

and you blew the main barricade
and you got out.

You made it clean
and I stayed, Joe.

You guys figured

that breakout
for weeks.

Weeks!

All of you!

And you didn't say
word one to me.

The Chinese think you
double-crossed them.

What do you think?

If we'd have let you in on it,
you'd have

blown the whistle on us
in two seconds,

just like you did
at least twice before.

That's a lie, Joe!

And for
a pack of cigarettes, probably.

That's a lie!

Okay, okay,
you tell...

...you tell me what happened
to Derek Whitehead.

How should I know?

You turned him in.

I swiped those wire cutters
and slipped them to Whitehead.

And Whitehead hid 'em

under the boards
near his bunk.

Our unit was the only ones
that knew that-- eight of us.

The next morning,
that Chinese major walked in,

right to the spot, and picked up
those wire cutters.

You know what they did
to Whitehead in interrogation.

Why blame me?

Who was the only man that went
out to sick call that night?

The only man out of our outfit
that left that cell?

It all came out
in that court-martial.

Or don't you
remember that, either, Gus?

Well, they just happened
to believe you instead of me.

Yeah, they believed me.

And five others.

Well, now there ain't
five other guys, Joe.

There's just you and there's me.

And it's your word against mine.

My word and Art Malcolm's.

And pretty soon,
it's just gonna be my word.

You know, you gave me a long
time to think about it, Joe,

and I'm gonna give you

a little bit
of the same.

I finally got out
of Changju-- finally.

And then I got rapped
with Leavenworth,

because of you--

because of what
you said

at that trial.

And what those others said.

That's why you killed four men.

Four...

so far.

All witnesses against me, Joe.

When I walk out of here,
I'm clean.

No chance!

Not as long
as there's a record

of that court-martial anywhere
on this earth.

Even if you kill me...

what are you gonna do
about the others-- out there?

Changju all over again,
isn't it, Joe?

Searchlights...

the bare walls...

guys with guns...

the pressure.

Oh, the pressure.

You made it, Joe--

you busted out
of Changju.

How about it?

You think you can
get out of here alive?

I'm gonna try, Gus.

I'm gonna sure try.

Good.

I figured you would.

You go ahead and try, Joe.

But this time,
the deck's stacked--

against you, just like
it was against me

in that Korean
rat trap.

All right, we're gonna
take a little walk.

We've got to send a note
down to Art's boss.

Hey, Joe...
Hm?

Got your
walkie-talkie?

Yeah.
Good.

Don't lose it.

We might get separated.

Hold it!

What do you want
to do?

Get us both blown
to bits?

Look under it.

You're rusty, Joe.

Turn left.

Under the ladder.

It's mined.

In there.

It's clean.

Write.

Just like the man said.

Dear cops...

Sergeant Malcolm

and his pal from
Private Eyesville...

...are dead.

Is Art dead?

Just do what I tell you.

Do it yourself.

I don't want
to write it myself, Joe.

I don't want it
in my handwriting.

You can understand that.

They don't know
who I am.

Are... dead.

Sign it...

A Friend.

Empty your pockets--
on the table.

Fold the note, stick
it in the lighter.

Toss it here-- easy.

That was for them-- outside.

I really got
their attention, you know.

Get Captain Griswold.

You're wanted around
the other side of
the building, sir.

What good is it gonna do you

if Griswold thinks
Art and I are dead?

Later, Joe.

Something came out of
that window, Captain.

It landed over there.

Bomb Squad!

Return that fire!

I want a gas grenade
in that window.

I really think we got
their attention, Joe.

Come on, this way.

Remember how those
interrogators used
to muscle us

to try to get us to
sign that poison gas

and germ warfare garbage?

Don't touch the ladder, Joe.

Well, they ought to talk
to the LAPD.

Come on, this way.

Gus.

Did you ever sign one
of those confessions?

What do you think
I am, Mannix?

I was just wondering

why it was you always had
cigarettes and when we didn't.

How it was you
never had any marks

when you came back
from interrogation,

like the rest
of us?

I took my lumps,
same as everybody else.

Yeah, for the first couple
of weeks.

Then it was smokes and beer

all the rest of the way
for you, wasn't it?

I told them stuff they would
have found out anyway.

Yeah...

like where Derek Whitehead
hid those wire cutters.

Oh, we're back
to that again.

What's the game, Keller?

It's called "Kill Joe Mannix."

Okay.

You better explain
the rules to me, Gus.

It's very simple, Joe--

one of the guys on your team
got himself trapped,

and you've got to get him out.

That's what you come here for,
isn't it, Joe?

To spring old Art Malcolm?

Well, buddy, if you want
to get to good old Art,

you're gonna have to run
an obstacle course.

And you're gonna have
to run it against the clock.

0300--
that's when the game is over.

Where is he, Gus?

That's for you to
find out, Joe.

Get back.

That's part of the game.

One thing: the cops think
you're dead now,

so they'll be shooting
at anything that moves, huh?

So, if I were you, Joe,
I wouldn't try for a...

a window or try
to get to a door,

unless you want the cops
to do my job for me.

All right,
get around there.

Another thing, Joe--

keeps you from telling them
who I am.

Like yelling out a window
or anything.

They'll find out who you are.

That's just the point--
they won't.

That's why the gloves.

Oh...

that's why I'm burning
the picture and the tapes.

It's why I didn't talk
on the phone

to the cops earlier.

It's why I
didn't write the note.

I'm not gonna get caught, Joe.

They got nothing
to connect me.

They've got maybe 100 men
surrounding this building.

They got guns,
grenade launchers...

Right, right.

But what I got
is a way out of here.

You see, there's
an old tunnel downstairs

that goes under the street

for two blocks.

Two blocks, Joe.

What you don't seem to get
is that I've had 14 years

to figure this thing, Joe.

14 years.

I know this building
inside out.

I used to peddle papers
in the lobby.

I can leave any time I want.

Ah, speaking of time,
what do you make it?

2:31.

Uh-uh, you better synch it
with mine.

I make it 2:32...

in...

ten seconds... nine,

eight...

Be careful, Joe.

Joe, don't move,
it's all mined in there.

♪ ♪

Very, very careful, Joe.

Stand still, Joe!

Oh, you shouldn't
have picked it up, Joe.

You've activated the fuse.

Don't move!

Don't try to put it down.

Don't move, Joe.

That's one of those
sensitive ones.

You just think about it,
it goes off, remember?

It's been a long time
for me, Gus.

Nice going.

I just want you to understand
what it feels like

to be on a spot
that there's no exit.

There's no way
to get out of it.

Nothing... there's
nothing you can say.

There's no one
who'll listen to you.

Well, I guess if you'd
been left behind,

you'd... you'd know
what I mean, huh?

How is it coming, Joe?

Remember that thing
the Chinese had?

That iron box?

180-degree inside.

And all the while,

those miserable...

standing outside,
washing themselves.

Gargling.

Playing splash.

Now, you know what the sound
of water does to a man

inside that box, Joe.

You took a turn in it.

Well, I took one week in it

for every one of you guys
who escaped.

And every day,
they'd come by

and they'd...
they'd ask me

the same old
questions, Joe.

How'd they get out?

Where are they going?

And why didn't
I warn them-- ah...

Hold very still, Joe.

You see, next came
the bamboo cage.

With my arms
up in the air like this.

And they took a pair
of grenades,

and they pulled the pins
out of them,

and they stuck a grenade
in each hand.

And I couldn't
get any sleep, Joe.

Not without dying.

Pretty soon it was like
1,000 pounds on each arm,

just like you're starting
to feel now.

You want to know
why you're here?

You tell me
why I was there.

Got the picture?

And all of a sudden,
you'd find that you'd say

just about anything
that anybody would want,

if they'd only
take those grenades

out of your hand...

Ah, sorry, Joe.

I should've made a list.

I rigged a lot of things
in this building.

I just...
guess I just forgot.

All right, let's go.

Back the way you came.

Is anything mined, Gus,

or are you afraid
of going up with me?

Oh, Joe.

Forget, don't you?

They make quite a bang.

Come on, Joe,
use your head.

You came here
to save a man's life.

Get the old brain
thinking.

Then Malcolm is alive.

Eh, what time is it?

Hey, almost blastoff.

You better get to a window
and see what's doing outside.

In there.

By the wall.

Whoo-ee.

They're bringing in
the heavy stuff.

Just like old times.

Fire at that window!

Get a grenade in that window.

Nice try, Joe.

Now live with it.

Oh, God...

Hold it.

Come on out
with your hands up.

Keep him covered.

It's Mannix.

Don't move, Mannix!

We'll get you down!

Get that ladder truck
over here!

No!

No, I'm staying!

Malcolm is still alive!

Joe?

Yeah, Gus, I'm here.

Good you didn't say
who I was, Joe.

That would've done it
for old Art.

Yeah, that's what I figured.

Well, Cap'n, like they say,
what have we got here?

Gus, this is just between
the two of us.

There's no sense
in anybody else getting killed.

Combat casualties, Joe.

Gus, before Changju,

you were the best fighting man
I ever saw.

Now, I know what those...

Chinese brain laundries can do;

those years in Leavenworth.

There are people
who can help you, Gus.

Don't tell me I'm crazy, Joe.

Gus, I'm sure the jury
would understand.

So we walk out of here,
hand in hand,

and you get a lawyer who will
plead me as a Section Eight,

and you're home free.

Again.

Right, Joe?

Why don't you
let me help you, Gus?

You listen to me, hotshot.

You think you're safe and snug
as a flea in a footlocker.

Well, let me tell you something.

Your buddy, Art Malcolm,

is in the basement
right this minute,

tied between two posts.

He's got two
anti-personnel charges

taped around him,

and I got a timer wired in.

He can hear every tick
that thing makes.

And that timer is set
for 0300, Joe.

Now, are you just going
to sit there

and listen for old Art
to go boom?

Or are you going to try
and do something

to help your old friend?

How do I know he isn't dead now?

Can you take that chance
that he isn't?

Okay, Gus, you win.

All right, let's see what
you can remember, Joe.

It's busted!

My ankle.

No, Joe, don't
come down here!

There's no time.

Joe, I should have been gone
a long time ago.

You got to get
to Malcolm.

Those mines on him can set
off sympathetic explosions.

We can all go up!

You got to get
to him, Joe, please!

It's six minutes, Gus.

Take the elevator.

That hallway's clear.

I'll lead you there
with the walkie-talkie.

Joe, stop!

There's a contact mine
on the first floor landing.

Go on back up to the second
floor and walk down.

What about the hallway?

Clean.

Coming to some stairs.

Go on down. They're okay.

Gate's on the right.

Okay.

They're all mined, Joe.

The center one's your best bet.

Up top, far side.

Got it.

Joe, keep the tension
on that wire.

If it goes slack,
you're done for.

I'm through the gate.

What now?

Fourth step down.

Pressure pad.

Okay, clear through four.

Step seven. Trip wire.

Nothing else until
the fourth step

below the landing.

♪ ♪

Gus, there was
a photoelectric cell

on the landing.

Joe, I can't remember them all!

All right, take it easy.

What next?

Fourth step.

Wire knee-high.

All clear.

Gus?

Gus!

Gus, can you hear me?!

Joe.

What happened?

Oh, my set's been acting up.

Must have been that fall I took.

Where are you?

Seven steps from the bottom.

You had me worried there,
old buddy.

We got two minutes left to go.

Let's get going.

What about
these last seven steps?

Oh, you haven't got time, Joe,
'cause they're in a real mess.

Jump!

Okay, I'm in the lobby.

Come on, Joe, snap it up!

Which way?

Hang a left, Joe,
then a left again.

And there's the door.

But don't open the door, Joe!

Look up and...
and to your left.

There's a little gray box
stuck in the runner.

You've got to get it out.

But gently, Joe, gently.

It's very sensitive.

You got 50 seconds, Joe.

Art?

Is that you, Joe?

Yeah.

Keller, what about the steps?

Keller?!

Hold your breath,
I'm coming down.

It's clear. Come ahead.

Where's the bomb?

He dragged me in here,
and took off.

Do you read me, Joe?

Keller!

You got... 15 seconds, Joe.

Where's the bomb?!

12 seconds.

Where is it?
You said it was on Malcolm!

It's close enough.

Ten...

Nine...

Where is it?!

Eight...
Where?

Seven...

Six...

Five...

Four...

Three...

Joe!

What went up?

Don't know.

Captain!