All language subtitles for The Man From U.N.C.L.E. S04E06 The Masters Touch Affair

Is everything all right?

Officially, we're in England. If
we're followed, we go back to London.

The U.N.C.L.E.
agents have arrived.

The U.N.C.L.E.
agents have arrived.

Repeat, the U.N.C.L.E.
agents have arrived.

Turn on the set.

So far, so good.

Speed up. See if
he's following us.

Not too close,
Petrakis. Not too close!

So I was right.

Mandor is not far away.

Only Mr. Solo.

Why don't you put some poison
in it and give it to Mr. Mandor?

Come in.

Open it.

The small key.

Well, Mr. Solo, you came
here against my wishes.

Now Valandros
knows I am in the area.

Hmm, he knew that
already, that's why we came.

Now that you are here,
what do you propose to do?

To move you to a new hideout.

A new hideout?

We have to know where
you are from now on.

We have to be able to reach you
fast. Every resource that Valandros...

And you choose the place, you
know exactly where I am, huh?

So I am at your mercy, I
am becoming your prisoner?

I have an assignment, Mr. Mandor, and
that is to protect your life at all costs.

You will protect my life? You
will save me from Valandros?

There will be no move,
no hideout. Nothing.

I will protect myself.

I ask you to remember who I am.

- I am Pharos Mandor.
- Yes, I haven't forgotten.

I will remind you again, I
was second man at Thrush.

I lost out in the
struggle for control.

I am no ordinary
defector, Mr. Solo.

We are equals, you and I. I
trade information for money.

And for, uh, as much protection
from U.N.C.L.E. as I deem necessary.

Not you.

Where I am remains my secret.

Valandros to Thrush
Central computer.

COMPUTER: Begin recording.

Recording. The report that Pharos
Mandor, formerly of Thrush Central...

is in Lisbon area has
now been confirmed.

Two U.N.C.L.E. agents, Solo and
Kuryakin, have arrived here secretly.

They were followed by one of our
men, Petrakis by name, who was killed.

The killers used rifles of Thrush
design. I await computer analysis.

Analysis: because Mandor
has defected from Thrush...

Solo and Kuryakin have been
assigned to extract information from him.

It is imperative
that we know all

information that Mandor
has given U.N.C.L.E.

It is imperative that he be
stopped from giving more.

These faces have been chosen as the most
likely disguises that Mandor will assume.

Oh, Mandor will disguise
himself in his own way.

But these are
computer projections.

They were created from
everything known about him.

His backgrounds, his
personality, emotions...

Don't tell me about Mandor.
I was with him for 20 years.

There is no disguise he can
take that I cannot penetrate.

I was with him to the very
minute he tried to take over Thrush.

What do I need with
these projections?

When the time comes,
I'll recognize him.

And Mandor will pay.

He'll pay.

I know Valandros.

Do you think he
will not find me?

You think because he is here
today, he will not be there tomorrow?

Valandros is my creature.

He was cruel, I
made him monstrous.

He was cunning, I made him brilliant.
He had five senses, I gave him a sixth.

No, Valandros is the one man who
will finally hunt me down, Mr. Solo.

No, Mr. Solo, I stay right here.

I protect myself.

I have prepared my
defenses. Here, I am ready.

U.N.C.L.E.'s dossier on you
emphasizes one weakness.

A certain kind of girl.

Blond, willowy.

That girl.

Apparently, I can't force
you into a new hideout.

But if we know about a
weakness, Valandros also does.

That girl will be seen in town.

She'll be seen coming and going.

So the girl must go?

Do you have the
authority to make a trade?

- About the girl?
- As your dossier says, I have a weakness.

The girl stays.

What would you
take to kill Valandros?

We're not in the business
of assassination, Mr. Mandor.

Then I would suggest
you get in the business.

Oh, unless, of course, you are satisfied
with destroying Thrush piecemeal.

A minor headquarters here,
an obscure command post there.

But you kill Valandros...

and I will give you the information
Mr. Waverly really wants.

The names of the Thrush leaders
in Moscow, London, New York.

You cut off the head,
Mr. Solo, the body dies instantly.

Now, uh, to bring all of
this about, my friend...

all you have to
do is pay my price.

At the moment, Mr. Mandor,
your price is too high.

Show Mr. Solo to his quarters.

You'll be smuggled
out of here tomorrow.

In the interim, uh, think things
is over. Enjoy the surroundings.

Talk to the lady. Her name
is Leslie. Leslie Welling.

I'll be delighted.

I see, Mr. Kuryakin...

you were followed immediately
after picking up Mr. Solo?

- Yes, sir.
- Well, perhaps there's a leak in security.

I'll have a blanket secrecy
put on you and Mr. Solo.

Thank you.

Uh, and I'd appreciate it if you'd
have me picked up as soon as possible.

I feel rather
inoperative out here.

I'll notified the appropriate
people at once, Mr. Kuryakin.

Good. I'd be very grateful. Oh,
how is Operation Ankara going?

It's gone, Mr. Kuryakin.

Thanks to Mr. Mandor's information,
Thrush-Turkey no longer exists.

U.N.C.L.E. has just destroyed
Thrush headquarters in Turkey.

And the personnel?

Killed or captured, all of them.

Greece, South
Africa, now Turkey.

One by one, U.N.C.L.E. is
eliminating the centers of our enemies.

Soon, our own man in Thrush will
be strong enough to take over, huh?

And you will be
undisputed leader.

These U.N.C.L.E. agents, let
them treat me like a defector...

a renegade, a hireling.

Their contempt, their money.

- Their threats.
- Threats?

They're holding Valandros
against my head like a gun.

There is nothing, nothing
for us, until Valandros is dead.

Now that the U.N.C.L.E.
agents are here...

Yes, the next step.

Mr. Solo or Mr. Kuryakin?

Kuryakin.

I see. Who tipped us off
about him? Do we know yet?

All right. You'll
do as instructed.

Kuryakin has just been brought
in, a top U.N.C.L.E. agent.

Handed over, a gift.

Yes. Recording for Thrush
Central will begin immediately.

We're taking infrared films of
the area where our man was killed.

It may lead nowhere, but the
pieces are beginning to fall into place.

We have just captured an
U.N.C.L.E. agent, Kuryakin.

Thanks to a tip from...

Well, an unknown source.

We now have a perimeter on
Mandor and we will tighten it.

If that is too slow, Mr. Kuryakin
will help speed it up.

Hi, mind if I sit down here?

Suit yourself.

Thank you.

I was going to talk to you earlier,
but there were obstructions.

You mean inhibitions.

No, I mean obstructions.

These.

- What are they?
- Bugs.

Or more commonly known as
microphones. They're all around here.

Now, we can talk now.

- About what?
- About you.

- I want you to get out of this place.
- Leave?

There's gonna be trouble
starting around here.

Don't ask me any questions, just
pack up, get out while there's still time.

And who are you?

Well, that's a long story and
as I said, I don't have the time.

- Just start...
- I can't go. He won't let me.

I've been trying to get out of
here every day for two weeks.

Every day he says tomorrow,
every day he promises.

What's going on
around here? Who is he?

You don't know?

- How did you get here in the first place?
- By helicopter.

Uh-huh. Voluntarily?

Look, I don't know
who you are, but...

But I believe those microphones.

I'm a model.

If you read fashion magazines,
you've see my picture.

One day, I get invited
to a plush thing, this.

Some big shipping
magnate called Platonides...

is throwing the biggest
party of the season.

And a servant comes around
and shows me a guest list.

- You should have seen it, kings, queens.
- Humph!

And they put a
helicopter at my disposal.

Oh, look, there's a thing called the jet
set. I've been invited like that before.

Oh.

Anyway, I get here
and nobody's here.

Except Mandor.

And you know something?
He never even made a pass.

Hmm. Astonishing.

Excuse me, it's
time for my shower.

You have disconnected
the microphones, Mr. Solo.

What was it, uh, you did
not want me to overhear?

I was talking to
your, uh, guest.

- Charming. Charming, huh?
- Mm-hm.

But I have, uh, more
urgent news for you.

Your colleague, Kuryakin, has
been captured by Valandros.

I arranged it, Mr. Solo.

But there is really not
much to worry about.

Valandros will keep Kuryakin
alive for a while, anyway.

When he discovers,
after all his tortures,

that, uh, Kuryakin has
no idea where I am...

he'll give up and kill him.

I'm going to repay you
for this, Mr. Mandor.

Personally.

Well, you have done about what
anyone can under the circumstances.

You have made the
threat, I take it seriously.

And now a swim. Relax
a little before you leave.

There will be plenty of
time to rescue Mr. Kuryakin.

Naturally, you will have
to attack Valandros.

I'm gambling you will
kill him in the process.

You're going to have to.

We have used every
method to probe his mind.

He has no idea where Mandor is.

We were told where to find
him, but we can't trace the tip.

Why?

Whoever tipped us...

wants me killed by U.N.C.L.E.

The master's touch.

All right. Get up,
do you hear me?

He can understand.

I am Valandros.

You were betrayed by Mandor.

- Can he speak?
- Now? I think yes.

Repeat after me:

I was betrayed by Mandor.

I was... Mm...

Betrayed.

Betrayed. Repeat after me!

He has not yet
been fully treated.

Then treat him! "I was
betrayed by Mandor."

I want him to be able to say nothing
else. "I was betrayed by Mandor."

After destroying his
mind, it will take some time.

Then take the time! "I
was betrayed by Mandor."

And when that's all
that he can speak...

then we'll release him to U.N.C.L.E
before they can effect a rescue.

If I don't succeed in killing Mandor,
maybe U.N.C.L.E. will pay him off.

It's very impressive.
Do you own it or rent it?

I purchased it, with the money your
good organization so graciously provided.

Hmm, that's much better.

Am I to ride all the
way to Lisbon in this?

I can assure you, you will
ride most of the way in comfort.

Goodbye, Mr. Solo.
Save your friend Kuryakin.

Do not toy with
Valandros. Kill him quickly.

Is there another little
car inside this one?

Climb in. You can take
it to Lisbon and keep it.

Don't look around.

Well, this is my
day for surprises.

You did very well. You
didn't move a muscle.

Well, I'm a model. I could
pass for statue if I had to.

Look, I know you got me out
of something bad back there.

I mean, I know you
stuck your neck out.

- Did I?
- Well, of course.

You did arrange it. Didn't you?

I'm afraid I didn't. I suspect
it was Mandor's doing.

Mr. Solo, do you hear me?

Very clearly, Mr. Mandor.

There is nothing to fear.
The car is not booby-trapped.

I, uh, merely decided to take your
advice and rid myself of Miss Welling.

Rid himself!

She is a weakness.
Take care of her.

It's okay, let's get in.

Who is he?

A very dangerous man, but
not for the reasons he just gave.

What does that mean, "not
for the reasons he gave"?

I'm in some kind
of danger, I know it.

- Go ahead, tell me, what is it?
- I don't know.

But I know he didn't
drag you all the way

out of his villa to let
you go. Not this way.

Listen, I'm scared,
like out of my wits.

Just relax.

- Where are we going?
- Well, I don't know about you...

but I've a feeling I'm going to be meeting
a man named Valandros very soon.

Oh, this is Miss Welling, sir.

- Miss Welling. Charmed.
- You must be Mr. Waverly?

Uh, yes. And, uh, this is my
secretary, Miss Lisa Rogers.

I, uh...

I've selected a place where I think
we can keep Miss Welling hidden.

Oh, look, I've got a
beautiful 18th century flat.

And if you just put
enough guards around it...

The place Mr. Waverly had in mind
is the penthouse at the Arguello Hotel.

Oh, the penthouse?

Only until we're sure
what Mandor is up to.

You'll be well protected.

You?

- Ahh...
- Uh, me.

Well, I don't mean to offend you,
but you don't look very menacing.

Hmm.

Appearances can be very
deceptive, Miss Welling.

Would you mind, uh...?

The needle is tipped with poison,
but not a fatal kind, of course.

This, uh, sprays a gas designed
to curve one's aggressive instincts.

Miss Rogers here had occasion
to use it... Uh, how many times?

Six.

Well, only twice
in the line of duty.

This little affair fires six bullets in
the space of a second and a half.

I, uh... Afraid I
don't know that one.

Oh, that's my compact, sir.

Oh.

We'll see you
soon, Miss Welling.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Have you made a
decision yet about Illya, sir?

You will get
Mr. Kuryakin out, Mr. Solo.

There will be no
attack in force.

We can't take the chance
of killing Valandros.

We do that, we'll lose
our hold on Mandor.

These are intelligence reports
of our last three operations.

All we're doing is destroying
Mandor's enemies in Thrush.

Those names he
promised to give us?

The Thrush leaders in
London, New York and Moscow?

I'm of the impression, sir, we'd have
to get him up against the wall for those.

We will.

At present, we'll play his game.
You get Kuryakin out of there.

Right away, if it's
not too late already.

After that, we'll settle
accounts with Mandor.

Yes, sir.

Take him!

What is going on here?

He won't try this
again, he's tranquilized.

Tranquilized?

His treatment was
to be finished by now!

Not quite yet, sir. I gave him a
heavy dose, but it'll still be a few hours.

I don't have a few more hours!
Don't you understand that?

- Now you get back at it right now!
- Yes, sir.

It's gone crazy!

Unscramble, Valandros here.

MAN This is Thrush Intelligence.

- Thrush Intelligence.
- Proceed.

Information has just arrived.
We have located Mandor.

Stand by. We are
transmitting a map.

Receiving, proceed.

We are transmitting.

Warehouse.

Attention. We have
located Mandor.

We have located Mandor.

Open up. Don't
you hear the alarms?

Hi, uh, hi... Bell.

Yeah, those are alarm bells.
They know where Mandor is.

- Mandor. You remembered Mandor?
- Hmm? I think.

We were in the car together.

- In the hills, with the briefcase. Mandor.
- Mandor... Mandor...

Yeah, yeah, I've got that sealed
now with a piece of cement.

The door's locked. We won't
have any problem from them.

There's a hole we got to cover up,
otherwise they might shoot through it.

We've got to figure a way
of getting out of here also.

- Come on, up.
- Ugh!

Okay. Just stand here
for a second, all right?

All right. Okay, now.

- Mandor.
- Okay. Now.

We've got to figure some
way to get out of this.

Give me a hand with this. Come
on, give me a hand. Wake up.

Roll it. Right.

Wake up. Come on.

Okay, give me a hand. Come on.

He'll come too soon,
so will the one upstairs.

Okay.

Hmm? Huh?

- Put this on your head.
- Huh?

Put this on. It's a gas mask.

Yeah, I've covered the walls
outside with concentrated teargas.

Body heat is going
to set it off. All right?

Now.

All right. Keep it that way.

All right, let's
get out of here.

- Move out. Come on, up on the stool.
- Hmm? I am home.

- Get your foot up.
- Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Is my name Illya?

Who cares? Move up, come
on, and get your foot up. Humph!

Outside, outside!
Check the ground!

The gas will get in!

Quick, turn on the power.

- It's electrified.
- I thought it would be.

That rock, there's
some plastic explosives.

Begin movement to Mandor.

Begin movement to Mandor.

After you called, I
sent up a helicopter.

But by the time we got to Valandros'
castle, everything was quiet.

Yeah, his men are already
on their way to Mandor.

Oh, Miss Welling.

We've got to find
Mandor's place.

Now, you came
in by helicopter...

so you saw the villa from the
air and all the surrounding terrain.

- Try to remember, Leslie.
- Oh, I can't remember. I...

Wait, there was a
huge field of flowers.

Flowers?

Yeah, it was not at the villa,
but it was just before we landed.

Mr. Lench?

Yes, sir, a flower field.

It was way up on the hill.

I found the field.

And a bridge, a yellow bridge.

I see it.

Motorcyclists.

They're firing at me.

Mr. Lench? Mr. Lench!

Aw. Open Channel F, please.

Lisbon headquarters, quick.

This is Waverly.

- I want every... Hm?
- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

I've been wondering all
along why Mandor let you go.

Why did he do it?
I think I know why.

Out with it, Mr. Solo.

Mandor was sure that she
could lead us to his place.

He wanted her to. Just as he wanted
Valandros' men led there at the same time.

- And you know something?
- I know one thing.

- Mandor won't be there.
- Exactly.

He and his men will be somewhere
else. At Valandros' castle.

Killing the one man in the
world Mandor fears most.

Swing around. We're
going back to Mr. Valandros.

I want Mandor alive, lead car.

Mandor alive. Mandor alive!

Mandor is very much
alive, Valandros.

Mandor.

- Mandor.
- That is right. Mandor.

Everything was Mandor.

Even the tip that brought
you to Lisbon was Mandor.

I betrayed the
U.N.C.L.E. agent...

to make you think I wanted
U.N.C.L.E. to attack you.

All of your
information. All of it.

Even the map you supposedly received
from Thrush headquarters came from me.

Every move was planned.

Every step, thought
out in advance.

For you, Valandros, I
pay you a compliment.

I feared you.

All right, release
your weapons. Down.

You're a bit late, Mr. Solo.

It's all over. The man tried to
kill me, I merely defended myself.

The names, in London, Moscow
and New York, of the leaders?

They're going to be here in 10 minutes.
We're going to be out here in five.

No. No, you will
not leave me here.

Don't gamble on it, Mandor.

Crude, Mr. Solo.

Very crude.

The names.

Minden, London...

Kosoff, Moscow...

The plan was perfect.

The girl, is she, uh...?

She was your weakness.

The third name, Mandor?

A moment, huh?

Anyway, I'm going to
miss that penthouse.

I never stayed in a
penthouse before.

- Well, that's a pity.
- Oh, I stayed in a lot of other places.

There was this sheik, Ali
Ben... I forgot his last name.

- But anyway...
- Mr. Solo, mademoiselle.

Yes, you've met
my chauffeur, uh...?

You?

Ha. Well, I thought you
were an agent just like him.

He saved my life. I try
to repay him as I can.

I have been empowered to take
you out on the town with me tonight.

Your usual style,
hence the chauffeur.

I, uh, also present gifts.

Come on. You can't be serious.

That's from all of us.

- A book?
- It contains pearls.

Pearls?

Of wisdom.

For the next time someone
invites you someplace by helicopter.

The book lists all the bona fide
millionaires in America and Europe.

Oh!

He's not in it.