All language subtitles for UFO S01E07 Kill Straker

- Anything?
- No, sir. The UFO's disappeared.

Well, keep all ground radar
on red alert.

- Is this the Lunar Module?
- Yes, sir.

I'll feel a lot happier
when it's landed.

EER is 21 minutes.

- Rendezvous 4 minutes later.
- Fine.

'This is Space Intruder Detector.
Red alert.

'UFO 428-146.
Green.

'Trajectory: 0427/5,4.'

- Anything?
- Nothing.

I've picked it up again, Lieutenant.

Course 072-124.

- Speed?
- SOL 0,4.

Check.

- Confirm.
- Moonbase to SHADO Control.

- Come in, Moonbase.
- 'Confirm sighting in Area T,6 Green.

'Moving towards Area Yellow
at SOL 4,0.

Your sightings
are masked by the moon.

We'll pick it up in T6 Yellow. Out.

- Check the estimated re-entry time.
- Yes, sir.

'This is SHADO Control.
Relay your re-entry time and angle.'

Re-entry begins in 7 minutes.

Angle: 27,5 on a 3 second burn.

'Thank you, Captain.'

- The checks.
- Thank you.

The UFO's altered course 4 degrees.
The Interceptors won't make contact.

It could reach the Lunar Module
before re-entry, sir.

Make to the captain:
Emergency re-entry at an angle 31.

Increase burn 1 second.

That's a tough order, isn't it?

The UFO could be on us
in 4 minutes.

The new angle takes us
in less than 3.

The angle's 40 degrees.
A bit close to the upper limit, isn't?

Yeah. It's like diving
into a bowl of molten lead.

It's possible,
but you wouldn't do it for kicks.

- Sighting now in Area Blue, sir.
- Termination?

No affirmative yet
but it's closing on the module.

The UFO's increased speed
to SOL 0,6.

Even with the new angle, it'll reach
the module before complete re-entry.

Warn them.

Too late. I have re-entry cessation
on radio contact.

Kill...

'Kill...

'Kill Straker... Kill Straker...

'Kill Straker...'

No...

No!

'Kill!

- 'Kill! '
- No!

- 'Kill Straker! '
- No!

- 'Kill! '
- Yes! Kill Straker!

I don't get it, Lieutenant.

It's a lot slower than any other
signal we've ever picked up.

Yes, but we can't take any chances.

This is a red alert.

Repeat, this is a red alert.

Interceptors:
immediate launch.

Still no increase in speed?

No. Steady at 35,000 knots.

Moonbase to Interceptors.
Imperative you obtain visual contact

- before making any attack.
- 'Roger. Should go visual soon.'

- Interceptor lider to Moonbase,
have visual contact.
- Identify.

A little charred around
the nose cone, but it's all ours.

Paul! Good to see you.

- How are you, Paul?
- Fine.

- Well, you gave us quite a scare.
- I gave YOU quite a scare?!

Sixteen hours
with no radio contact.

The antenna was destroyed
in the re-entry attempt.

Yes, I've read
the technical report.

- Why don't you tell us your version?
- Version?

Yes. We'd like to know
what happened... from you.

You'll get my report.

Look, Paul...
There's nothing official about this.

What'll it be? Coffee?

No, thanks. You go ahead.

How about something
a little stronger?

- Now, you know I don't use it, Paul.
- Never?

I forgot. Ice-cold Commander Straker
can rationalise his troubles away.

Look, Paul, we know
you've had a rough time

but the Commander
doesn't take that from anyone.

Maybe that's because nobody's dared
to dish it out before now.

All right. Let's have it.

If you want details
of the accident,

you're asking the wrong man.

Who should I be asking?

Whoever ordered the angle
of 31 degrees.

That, as you very well know, was me.

It was a dangerous
but not impossible angle.

That depends on your stage of reentry.
For us it meant a certain burn-up
unless we levelled out.

So you've compensated
and bounced off the atmosphere.

Yes. Just had enough fuel
to make it back here.

It was a risk I had to take.

A risk YOU had to take?!

Next time you have a risk to take,
let me know. I'll take back leave.

Well, over the past year,

our rate of success against UFOs
has been impressive.

But by no means 100 per cent.

Like they'd say in the old days,
that'd be like asking for the moon.

Well, that's what I plan
to ask for, Alec.

Enough money to set up 4 new
moonbases over the next ten years.

- Private?
- It's work. Why don't you join us?

I think it's the only way
to achieve back-up capability,

even against a massive UFO attack.

Who says they have the capacity
to mount a mass attack?

Nobody.

Because nobody really knows.

But they might have next year,
ten years from now,

and we have to be ready for it.

All right.

Let's hear your reactions. Alec?

You're asking a lot. I think the
council will fight you all the way.

But I'm all for trying.

Paul?

I don't know.

Just exactly what
is that supposed to mean?

- Let's just leave it like that.
- No.

Spit it out.

Well?

- You want it straight?
- Yes, I want it straight.

But not here.

I'd like to know. What do you think
you're playing at?

Hold it, Alec.

All right, Paul.
Let's forget rank for the moment.

Alec says you're asking a lot.

That's avoiding the fact that
it'll double last year's appropriation.

You're saying you're against.

We should rename it "Straker's Alien
Defence Organisation".

Oh! I get the picture.

You think I run this organisation
for kicks.

You think I want more money so that
I get bigger as SHADO gets bigger.

It's got a name: empire building.

- Foster, you've gone far enough.
- It's all right.

Maybe you should have
spoken up earlier, Paul.

Maybe.

- You wanted it straight.
- That's right.

I've no time for yes-men.

I think you should put yourself
on the furlough roster.

3 or 4 months' complete rest.

- You think I'm falling down.
- I think it's got to you.

You're obsessed with
SHADO and Ed Straker.

You make decisions with
no thought of the consequences.

- Like that re-entry angle?
- Yes. Like that re-entry angle.

Like spending millions on moonbases.
Like a hundred other instances.

All right, all right

Suppose Com. Straker took some leave.
You got a replacement in mind?

Well?

It's possible.

Why the soft peddle? Why don't you
just slap him back into line?

It isn't that simple, Alec.

Well, if you take my advice,
you'll think about it.

'The Lunar Module leaves
for earth in 17 minutes.'

Well, I have to go.

- I'll sleep on what you said, Alec.
- Fine. You do that.

Safe journey.

General quarters.
This is an internal security alarm.

This is an internal security alarm.

Seal all exits. I want
Captain Craig found and brought here.

Use stun guns if necessary,
but I want him alive.

- What happened?
- You tell me.

Look over there.

- He's not here. Come on.
- Right.

Right. Continue search
in Area 7.

- What's taking so long?
- We'll find him, sir.

Reception and
embarkation area searched.

Sleep sphere checked? Right.

Move on to recreation area.

Negative.

'The explosives store
has been broken into.

'A high detonation pack is missing.'

Hold it, Craig!

He's entered Emergency Exit 10
wearing a spacesuit.

Order Condition Red.

This is Control.
Internal security Condition Red.

Repeat, Condition Red.

If he gets near the air and water
installations with that explosive...

- Why wasn't Exit 10 sealed?
- It's an emergency exit, sir.

- It's always operational.
- All right.

- Get some men after him.
- Yes, sir.

- Check all emergency air supplies.
- Yes, sir.

Find out where he got that spacesuit.

Right away, sir.

'Go ahead, Mark.'

A spacesuit's missing from the
leisure sphere. But he won't get far.

'There's practically no air left.'

Scan the surface.

There he is.

We have no choice.
Use Number 4.

We have to use a missile.

No. It's too close
to our installation.

'Listen, Craig.
We know what you're trying to do,

'but it's 200 yards
to that air and water installation.

- 'You'll never make it.'
- I'll be close enough.

'We realise you want
to destroy Moonbase,

'but your air supply won't last.'

All systems checked and OK'd, sir.

Right.

- Oh, stand down to Yellow.
- Yes, sir.

- The damage report, sir.
- Thank you.

This is Control. Stand down
to internal Condition Yellow.

Well, there's nothing here
we can't handle.

Thank you, sir.

- What now?
- Well, I'm going back to bed.

Aren't you interested
to find out why happened?

It'll keep. No one's going anywhere,
are they, Colonel?

Get me a teleprinter link to earth.
I want to make the report.

Yes, Colonel.

- Colonel Freeman!
- Yeah?

I have a communication for you,
Colonel.

- Well?
- It's somewhat unusual channel.

- What is it?
- Gen. Henderson wants to see you now.

- He contacted you?
- One of his assistants did.

Why not Miss Ealand?
She deals with personal calls.

I was surprised myself. I was asked
to give the message only to you.

You're asked not
to communicate it to anyone.

Anyone? Including Commander Straker?

Commander Straker
was specifically mentioned, sir.

I see.

'That's what he said.'

I appreciate it, Alec.

I won't say
you shouldn't have told me.

'Good. So, what's it all about? '

Why don't you go along
and see Henderson and find out?

Well, you're wondering
why I asked you here.

More than that. I'm wondering
about the way you asked me here.

You mean my request
that you should tell no one?

I mean the fact that I was asked
not to tell Commander Straker.

- And did you?
- First chance I got.

Read that.

You didn't finish it.

I don't have to. I've seen enough.

- Is that all you wanted?
- Sit down, Colonel. Listen to me.

If this had come to me
from a SHADO operative

or even from a senior officer,
I'd have pitched it into the ash can.

But it didn't.
It came from Moonbase.

From Paul Foster, who's backed
Straker in every fight he's had.

- If you say so.
- I do...

which makes Foster
100 per cent loyal.

-Not anymore, not in my book.
-I have to take this seriously, Freeman

That's why you're here.

Now, the basic allegation
is that Commander Straker

has become obsessed with
his command and must be removed.

- I want your opinion.
- It'd make even you blush.

So, there's nothing
in Foster's allegations?

- Nothing.
- They're completely false?

- Yes.
- Even this one?

The claim that he plans to request
double his last year's appropriation?

If it's true, the Commander seems to
be suffering delusions of grandeur.

Well?

Is it true, Colonel?

'I told Henderson
to ask you, but he knew.

'If someone had told me
a month ago

'that Foster would do
a thing like this...'

- Forget it, Alec.
- 'What do you mean, forget it?'

Listen. Foster didn't transmit
that information out of pure malice.

There's got to be
another reason for it.

Has there? He wants promotion
and will do anything to get it.

'Well, there's only one way
to find out the answer:

'tackle him about it.
Thanks, Alec.'

Why don't you girls
go and grab a cup of coffee?

All right, Paul,

you sent details of the appropriation
request to General Henderson.

That's right.

At best, that was
a serious breach of trust.

- What are you trying to pull, Foster?
- To stop you wasting millions, for start.

You should know better than anybody
that a mass attack is on the cards.

- Speculation.
- Half this job is speculation.

Yes, and it's proving
pretty expensive.

In the past 4 months there has been
a fall-off in UFO sightings.

Which proves
that our equipment works.

Maybe.

Or maybe it indicates
a grouping.

A grouping for
a much larger operation.

It's going to come.
I want to be ready.

I think you're wrong.

I don't care what you think.

I didn't come in here
to discuss the appropriation.

I want to talk about
your future here.

- Are you firing me?
- No.

Nobody gets fired from SHADO.

Your report to General Henderson
was an inconvenience.

I can ride that out.

No, you're free to express your
right of criticism of this command.

But you are not free to divulge
information given in confidence.

And if I do?

All right.

But let's get one thing clear.

I stick to my opinion.
I'm pushing for a change of command.

How hard will you push, Paul?
As hard as Craig?

- You still say he tried to kill you.
- Yes.

With an empty hypodermic?

What did you say?

I've told no one
how he tried to kill me.

Air bubble in the blood: lethal

and very difficult
to prove the cause of death.

Open it!

It's no use, Commander.
The doorway's sealed.

We won't be disturbed.

- Must be a short circuit.
- Emergency power. Trace the fault.

Colonel...

Why don't you just
think about this?

Think about it?

That's exactly what I've
done ever since that last re-entry.

We are switching
to the emergency power circuit.

Emergency power now in operation.

You're crazy, Foster.
You know that, don't you?

- Am I?
- You must be to think
you'll get away with this.

'You've run
this organisation too long.'

All right, Foster.
What do you plan to do?

You came into the Control Sphere.

'You asked the girls to leave
and locked the doorway.'

You tried to talk me
back into line.

I refused.

You started throwing insults.
There was a fight.

You lost control
and pulled a gun.

Your gun, Commander.

I got it from your locker.

I managed to jump you.
There was a struggle...

And the gun went off
accidentally.

You've got it in one.

If we bypass the damaged circuit,
we can link into the emergency supply.

- I want two men outside immediately.
- Yes, Lieutenant.

One question, Colonel.

What happened in that module during
the 16 hours of radio blackout?

All right, Foster. Give me that gun.

Why don't you use it?

Makes no difference?
That shot punctured the sphere.

We're losing air.

This is the end, Straker.

Is it?

If you don't pass out,
I'll kill you with your own gun.

Just you try and get it.

I won't have to.
You'll pass out before I will.

That's it. Fight it.

I can wait.

You see,
it's a question of physique.

I'm younger, fitter...

stronger.

You're forgetting one thing,
Foster.

Willpower.

- We've bypassed the circuits.
- OK. Stand by.

The door should open
in one minute.

But why? Why?

I don't know, Alec.
I just don't know.

Two men bounce off the atmosphere
during re-entry.

We know that a UFO was closing
with their ship.

After an extended space flight,

they manage to limp back
to Moonbase.

Well, what happened
during those 16 hours?

Something pretty frightening.

Something traumatic enough to make
both of them want to kill you.

Well, we may know more when
the psychiatric unit finishes its tests.

Now, Paul,
let's go back to the lights.

- Lights?
- Yes.

The strange, strange lights
you were telling me about.

Now, Paul,
you are in the Lunar Module.

You've been forced
to abort the re-entry attempt.

Check the fuel.

What?

Well, that's not enough.

Compute for lunar orbit.

The antenna's damaged.
No hope of radio contact.

We're on our own.

Go on, Paul. Go on.

It's later. An hour later.

On course.

Let's hope the fuel holds out.

And then? What happened then, Paul?

The light.

You saw a light.

Light.

So strong... It's so bright.

It's blinding me!

What's making this light?

Where does it come from?

- Kill!
- Where does it come from, Paul?

- Kill!
- Pulse rate 104. Still rising, Dr.

- Kill!
- Kill who?

Kill!

Kill... Kill!

Kill Straker!

Relax. Relax, Paul.

It's all right.

Relax now.

Relax.

Sorry I'm late.

All right. Let's have it.

- Paul Foster is finished.
- Finished?

But you said yesterday
he'd be all right.

Yes, but in our psycho-neuralgic
test we found...

Never mind the textbook blurb.
What happened?

Well, sometime during
the space flight in the Lunar Module,

Colonel Foster was subjected
to a deep subliminal impulse.

Brainwashed by who
or whatever was in that UFO.

- Brainwashed!
- The impulse was extremely powerful

and confined to
one specific action.

To kill you.

But you said that Foster
could be completely normalised.

That's right. But our latest tests
have shown a trace of the impulse

deeply rooted
in his subconscious.

- Exactly what does that mean?
- That we can never be sure.

- Sure?
- That next week, next month

or in five years' time,
the impulse might surface

and Foster's subconscious
will force him to kill you.

It could happen today.

Jackson, you said we couldn't
be sure. So, there is a doubt.

That's right. I could be wrong. Foster
may have it under complete control.

Surely, there's something.
Drugs, hypnosis...

No. I'm sorry.

You know what this means.

Lock the door.

Under no circumstances whatsoever
open it for 15 minutes.

- Is that understood?
- Very good, sir.

So, this is it.

The thing is
I feel perfectly normal.

I don't blame you.
I know it has to be done.

I'd do the same in your place.

What did the report say?
I'm liable to crack up again?

Look, I know you can't just kick me
out of SHADO. I know too much.

Total security.

For God's sake,
get it over with!

I think there's a few things
you should know first, Foster.

The aliens planted
one objective in your mind:

to kill me.

The rest of your mind
was unaffected.

- I don't understand.
- I know you don't understand.

The psychiatrists gave you
a clean bill of health.

If I'm OK, why this?

I think you said it pretty well
yourself.

You told me you were going to push
for a change of command.

A change of command.

Ten years. I've given ten years
of sweat and sacrifice

to get SHADO running
the way I want.

I won't let some young punk
like you mess things up.

You're a threat, Foster.
A troublemaker.

I can't fire you
and I can't shelve you.

So...

I don't believe you.

It doesn't really matter, does it?

Henderson won't let you
get away with this.

- Won't he?
- Then there's Freeman.

- What about Alec Freeman?
- I can handle Alec Freeman!

Hold it, Foster.

Guards!

Now, who do you think
they're going to believe?

Foster, you've had it.

Change of command!

I'm not throwing ten years
away for a punk like you.

- You want to tell Henderson, huh?
- Guards! Guards!

They take orders from me,
Foster!

- Get back, Straker!
- You'll have to kill me, Foster.

- No!
- I said kill me!

It's you or me. Shoot! Kill! Kill!

It's all right, Paul.

It's all right.

You tried to kill me!

I could have killed you
any time I wanted.

I'm sorry, Paul.
I had to do it.

I had to be sure.

If you were ever going to kill me,
it would have been just now.

It's all right.

Still haven't figured it all out,
but he's quite a guy.

Yeah.

All set, fellas? Let's go.

To see General Henderson about
the money for the new moonbases.

By the way, Paul,

I'll listen to any reasonable
arguments against it in the car,

then I'll tell you
how it's gonna be.