All language subtitles for 07 Thunderbirds - Vault Of Death

Five,

four,

three,

two,

one.

Thunderbirds are go.

Oh, Constable, the
light's in my eyes.

Oh, I'm sorry, madam. Truth
is, you gave me quite a start.

Yes, a terrible night, isn't it?

You see, I had to leave my car
and now I seem to be quite lost.

Where are you making for?

Well, if you could direct
me to the Tower of London

I would know my way from there.

The Tower? Yes,
that's easy enough.

You haven't hurt
him, have you, Parker?

No, m'lady. Just a
touch of chloroform.

Splendid. Get him out of
sight and fetch the equipment.

I'll take a look at the problem.

Plastic explosive should
take care of the outer door.

Very good, m'lady.
I'll fix the alarm.

Good work, Parker.

The warning systems
are on the same circuit.

Most obliging of them, madam.

Parker. Yes, m'lady?

Quickly, the fuse.

Good. We're right on time.

Take cover, Parker.

Splendid. Come on,
Parker, we have work to do.

The rest is up to you.

You've got plenty of time.

Er... Hm...

Yeah.

Look, do you think we might
have a bit of 'ush, m'lady?

I'm sorry, Parker. But if you used
a modern detector, you might...

A stethoscope, ma'am, was
good enough for my father,

and for my father's father,

and before him, my father's...
Yes, yes, all right, Parker!

It was just a suggestion.

Oh...

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.

How much longer?

Just one more, m'lady.

Splendid, Parker.

Mission completed.

Two hours, 25 minutes exactly.

There you are, Your Lordship,

we carried out your
instructions to the letter.

What can I say, Lady Penelope?

For years, the board of
governors have refused my request

for a new, modern,
up-to-date safe. But now,

I have positive proof that this
strong room is just not good enough.

Oh, er, yes, yes. Er,

I would agree that
I have a rare talent.

One that you might say one has,

or, there again, does not have.

Topping job of work, my man.
The bank will get a new vault for this.

Jolly good show, what?

Any time, Your
Lordship. Any time.

Yes, Parker, but I
think that will be all.

Well, we really must
be on our way now.

I do hope you'll be able to
keep the dinner invitation.

Of course I shall, Lady Penelope.
It'll be a pleasure to dine with you.

Come along, Parker.
Coming, m'lady.

And thanks once
again for all you've done.

Only too glad to
be of assistance.

Er, ex... er, excuse me, sir,

but I am quite correct
in assuming, am I not,

that you will take
care of any trouble

arising out of this incident?

I shall answer for
everything. No need to worry.

Oh, thank you,
sir. Goodbye, sir.

Goodbye. ALL: Goodbye.

Now, I wonder what sort
of trouble he had in mind.

I'm very pleased
with you, Parker.

You did extremely well.

Er, thank you for
saying so, m'lady.

You certainly have
a way with safes.

Thank goodness so few
people share your talent.

Few indeed, m'lady.

Offhand, I can only think of one
other expert capable of such a job.

Oh? And may I ask his name?

You may, m'lady, but
it's of little consequence.

He's retired. At
least for the duration.

And I'm delighted that the new
vault has been installed so quickly.

We must talk more
about it over dinner tonight.

I'd love to, Lady Penelope.
I'll see you tonight, then.

Goodbye. Bye.

Ah, Lovegrove.

I've put the Brinkley report
figures on your desk, sir.

What, already? Lambert
was working on them, sir.

His concentration
is quite terrifying.

Lambert, eh? Oh,
yes, I know the fellow.

Chap who absolutely
buries himself in his work.

Gets through ten times as
much as anybody else. Yes,

could do with a
few more like him.

Oh, indeed one could, sir, yes.

Take a look at this.

Fantastic, isn't it, Lovegrove?

Here we are, standing
inside the Bank of England.

Outside, it appears just as it
was two, three, four centuries ago.

And yet down here, we have
the strongest, most modern vault

in the entire world. Quite
fantastic, Your Lordship.

Indeed so, sir.

One does, of course,
deplore change.

Oh, of course one does, sir.

But it is, nevertheless,
comforting to know

that all England's deeds,
monies and documents

are safely under lock and
key. Most comforting indeed, sir.

Especially when one considers
that I have the only electronic key.

And that I carry it
with me wherever I go.

Any more to come, Lovegrove?

I'm dining at a
stately home tonight.

Don't want to be late, you
know. I think they're all here, sir.

Call the roll then, eh?
There's a good chap.

At once, Your Lordship.

Taylor. Present, Mr Lovegrove.

Carter. Yes, sir.

Moore.

Moore? Yes, here.

Longman. Present, sir.

Lambert.

Lambert?

He did leave the vault
earlier, Mr Lovegrove.

I see. Very well.

Barrett? Yes, sir.

All present and accounted
for, sir.Good. Good.

Now all that remains
is to close the vault.

Lovegrove, we can rest assured
that nobody will ever break into here.

Quite, sir. Quite.

It's a great engineering
achievement.

I especially approve of the way
the air is pumped out of the vault, sir.

Papers keep so much
better in a vacuum.

Well, that appears to be it.

You do, of course,
have the key, sir?

It's in my case, Lovegrove.

And this case never
leaves my side.

Goodnight, Lovegrove.
Goodnight, sir.

I doubt if that door will be opened
for at least another two years.

Well, we've checked everywhere
else and Lambert's still missing.

Perhaps he IS
locked in the vault.

I gave orders I was
not to be disturbed!

These figures must be finished!

Hello? Hello!

'Hello? Hello!'

Perhaps I'll get some
peace and quiet now.

He's in there all
right, but he's rung off.

Lambert always did
bury himself in his work.

You'll get no sense...
Look at the indicator!

In another two hours, all
the air will be pumped out.

We can't stop it, and
we can't open the vault.

Contact Lord Silton.
He has the key.

He said something about
dining at a stately home,

but I don't know
where. Oh dear, oh dear,

I'll have to use the
emergency call system.

Well, here's to
you, Lady Penelope.

Still can't thank you
enough for all you did.

Oh, it was nothing. And anyway,
Parker must take most of the credit.

A real treasure, that man of yours.
Wish I could find someone like him.

Knows his place, dresses well -
sort of fellow you could take anywhere.

Ain't you got my
grub ready yet, Lil?

What's the matter with you? I've
only got one pair of hands, ain't I?

Wasting your time here, girl.

If you'd got more, you'd make a
few bob in the circus, wouldn't you?

What are you getting
for their nibs, then?

It's none of your
business. Hello, hello!

You want to keep your shirt
on. Oh, hark who's talking!

Still, don't blame
you not telling me.

If I cooked like you,

I wouldn't shout
about it neither.

Now listen 'ere, Nosy.

'Ey, manners, manners.

Mr Parker, if you don't mind.

All right, then, Mr Nosy Parker.

I've been slaving
over this all day.

Oh, come off it, Lil! I
was only pulling your leg.

What you done for 'em?

Well, I'm starting 'em off
with a drop of consomme.

Ooh, horrible
load of old rubbish.

Er, then a special escalope,

with all the
trimmings, of course.

Muck. Gives me
heartburn just to look at it.

And then they can finish off
with their old crepe suzettes,

and coffee how they like it.

Crepe... Well,
they're welcome to it.

What have you got for me, then?

Stew. Oh!

My favourite!

I spoil you, don't I?

Here you are, here's your paper.

I know how you like a
read while you're eating.

Yeah, well...

Cor! Strike me...!

Light-Fingered Fred's out!

I can't tell you how pleased I
am that you were able to accept

my invitation to
dinner, Lord Silton.

The pleasure is all
mine, Lady Penelope.

So rarely am I able to get away
from my duties at the Bank of England.

You rang, madam? Yes.

You may serve
coffee now, Parker.

Yes, m'lady.

Would you like Parker
to take your briefcase?

No, thank you. It never
leaves my side, you know,

everywhere I go.

Good heavens!

What's that noise? What is it?

It's the emergency call system.
I'm wanted at the bank immediately.

Emergency? You mean
the bank is being robbed?!

It could be. Bank robbery?!

You clumsy nincompoop!

Parker!

Excuse the outburst,
Lady Penelope...

That's perfectly all right.
..but it was rather hot.

I'm sorry, m'lady.

I don't know what came over me.
Must have been a sudden shock.

Well, go and get something
to clean up this mess.

I'm terribly sorry, Lord
Silton. No time for apologies.

I must ring the
bank immediately.

Yes?

Lord Silton is coming through
on the video phone now.

Oh, at last!

Now we'll be able
to find out the trouble.

Ah, Lovegrove. Now, what's all
this emergency call about, eh?

We've been cut off.

Parker! Yes, m'lady?

Er, I've er...

been pruning the roses, madam.

Get the Rolls Royce out, Parker,
we're taking Lord Silton to London.

Don't worry, we'll have
you there in no time.

My car is capable of
phenomenal speeds.

It's a very smooth ride.

It feels as though
we're hardly moving.

Parker.

Can't understand why
we're going so slow, madam.

I have my foot hard down.

I don't know what you're up
to, but get us to London quickly.

Oh, dear! Just 90 minutes
left and no sign of Lord Silton!

I'll have to call
for outside help.

International Rescue.
Your call is received.

This is top priority. Urgent.

There is a man trapped in
the Bank of England vault.'

Go ahead, John.

Emergency call from London,
England, requesting immediate action.

Well? What are we
waiting for? Let's go!

OK, John. I'll get
you to brief Scott.

There's very little
time on this one.FAB.

I'll clear the air and
remain on standby.

Ah, boys, good. Scott,
leave immediately.

Destination: England.

John will brief you as soon
as you're on your way. Yes, sir.

International Rescue
to Thunderbird 1.

Your landing point -
City of London heliport.

Message received
and understood, Tin-Tin.

I've received the details of
the emergency from John.

Request Thunderbird
2 with pod 5.

OK, Scott. Request granted.
One thing more, Father.

I reckon Virgil will need
some help with this one.

Leave it with me.
Sure. I'll keep in touch.

Hm... Help for Virgil.

Things HAVE been kind
of quiet on the space front.

I'll give Alan a chance
of seeing some action.

OK, Virgil, away you go. Pod 5.

Alan will be joining
you. OK, Father.

International Rescue or not,
they'll never get Lambert out now!

I'm glad you're here, Mr
Tracy, but with due respect

I can't see what we can do -

unless we can get the key,
and there's only one hour left.

We're not often
beaten, Mr Lovegrove.

The equipment will
be arriving any minute.

International Rescue
from Space Station.

Thunderbird 2 has landed safely.

Scott reports that, owing
to underground cables

and communications in London,
The Mole cannot be used.

If they can't tunnel their way in,
they'll never rescue that poor man.

Don't worry, Tin-Tin, the boys
will burn their way through the door.

I promise you, it will
take years to get through.

It won't take that long
with OUR equipment.

But will it be fast enough?

What could have
happened to Lord Silton?

Well, I'm waiting for
your explanation, Parker.

Er, I seem to have
lost my way, m'lady.

Lost your way? To London?!

Yes, ma'am.

Step outside, Parker.

I want a word with you.

Now, why are you so
intent on stopping Lord Silton

getting to the bank, Parker?

Me, m'lady?!

Yes, you.

I can see now that it was you who
put the video phone out of action.

Pruning roses indeed!

Now, suppose you explain, hm?

Parker, I'm waiting.

Er... well, er...

Oh, all right, m'lady.

It all began... the
last time I was away.

In prison, you mean?

Well, if you want to
put it that way, m'lady.

Er, I shared a cell with a
gentleman known to the trade

as Light-Fingered Fred.

As a matter of fact, it
was him I referred to

as being the only other soul
capable of doing that safe job

for his lordship. Go on, Parker.

Well, I was resting
on my bunk one day,

when Fred said...

'Ere, Nosy. What's
the matter now?

What are you gonna
do when you get out?

Oh, I don't know. I... I
haven't thought about it much.

Nah, nah, listen, listen.

I think it's important.

I mean, it's only right that a
bloke should have ambition.

Look, I don't want to waste
these ten years I'm doing.

You know, I'm gonna
learn from 'em, Nosy.

Planning for the
future are you, Fred?

Yeah, that's right.
That's it exactly.

Learn from your mistakes.

Now, there comes a time...

in every man's life when
he knows what he's got to do.

Look, I may not have been
a friend of society up till now,

but I'm gonna reform
and settle down.

Just as soon as I've knocked
off the Bank of England.

You... you...

..you'd rob the
Bank of England?!

Not half!

You mark my words.

I shall break into the vault

and I personally will
do the Bank of England.

So you see, ma'am,

this emergency could
be Light-Fingered Fred

carrying out his threat.

Not necessarily.

But it could be.

It isn't right, m'lady,

that I should be the one to ruin
an old colleague's life ambition.

Well, we haven't time to
argue, Nosy, er, Parker.

But if you feel like this, I
shall drive us to London.

Reverse!

There was no need
to shout, Lord Silton.

You see? We're going
quite smoothly now.

Oh, we are, madam,
but backwards!

We're approaching a tree, madam.

M-madam!

There-there... A tree!

There's a t-t-tree!

OK, hold it.

Look at this.

We're not gonna get
through in the time, Scott.

I know. But take a look
at this plan of the vault.

There's a weak spot underneath.

But we've already established
that we can't tunnel in.

It looks as though
we're beaten this time.

I'll see if Headquarters
can come up with anything.

Oh, just 30 minutes left.

Oh, it's...

getting hot in here.

Well, I may as well
finish these off though...

..before I go home.

So you can't cut
through the door?

Not in the available time. We've
just got to come up from below.

Any suggestions, Brains?

Well, n-n-not at this,
er, moment, Mr Tracy.

There must be an answer.
And I think I know what it is.

You, Grandma?

You want to come out the
ground but you can't use The Mole.

Is that the problem? You got it.

Well, it seems I remember
when I was a little girl

my grandma told me about
the old London subway.

Trains under the ground.
New York had 'em as well.

Of course, that was before all this
newfangled overhead monorail system.

Hey, you may have
something there.

Scott, check and see if those
subway tunnels are still in existence.

Look, Alan, Piccadilly Circus.

Yeah. Sure is a change
from being up in space.

Come on, this way.

Ten minutes.
That's all there's left.

Any news of the guy
that's got the key?

One of madam's short-cuts.

We made it! The Bank of England!

Let's find the elevator shaft.

Oh... I can...

I can... hardly... breathe.

I must get... must get out.

Must get out!

I...

I... I'm locked in!

The air!

The air is nearly... pumped out!

This is it, Virgil.
Let's get to work.

Three minutes. We've failed.

Must... try and...

..get help.

Journey's end. What
a pleasant drive.

I must do this
more often, Parker.

One minute. Come on, fellas!

We'll be through anytime.

Must...

..phone.

Come on.

What's happened? Are we in time?

Lord Silton, we'd given up hope.

Lambert is trapped in the
vault. There's seconds left.

Quickly, sir, the
electronic key!

The key? Yes, sir.

The one you always have
with you in your briefcase.

B-b-briefcase?

It never leaves your
side, remember?

Oh. Oh, er... that briefcase.

I, um... I must have left
it at Lady Penelope's.

One of your hair clips, m'lady,

if you would be so kind.

Parker, this is no
time for flippancy.

Couldn't be more
serious, m'lady.

They haven't built a safe yet
that Nosy Parker can't open.

Get...

..International... Rescue.

We're through!

Who... Who are you?

You OK? Guess we just made it.

We're International Rescue.

International... Rescue?!

Well, I-I knew you
were highly efficient,

but this is ridiculous!

I'm af...

I'm afraid I've ruined
your hairpin, m'lady.

Parker, you're an old rascal.

Yes, m'lady.

Did you see that, Lovegrove?

The Bank of England
vault opened with a hairpin?!

Outrageous! Oh, indeed, sir!

Outrageous, sir!

Right, now just take it easy.

The danger's over now.

Virgil and Alan made it OK, but
we wish you'd arrived earlier, Parker.

Have to have something done
about this vault, Lovegrove.

Can't have chaps with
hairpins wandering in and out.

Oh, indeed, sir. I
couldn't agree more, sir.

It'll mean fitting a new safe.

We could do worse than
go back to the old one.

At least that took him
two and a half hours.

Parker? Yes, m'lady?

There's one thing about this
business that bothers me still.

Oh? What's that, m'lady?

Why on earth did that old
safe take you so long to open

when the new one
only took seconds?

Oh, that, m'lady.

Oh, yes, well, I mean,

the first time, we had
an audience, didn't we?

I mean, there's only one rule
that must never be broken -

never disappoint your public.

I see, Parker.

I'm, er, sorry about the, er,
misunderstanding, madam.

Forget it, Parker. I'll
say no more about it.

Oh, thank you, m'lady.

Er, it wasn't anything to do
with Light-Fingered Fred, after all.

Cor! Love-a-jub!

They call this
place burglar-proof?!

They'd do better to
use my kid's piggy bank.