All language subtitles for Thunderbirds - 01x09 - Move - And You`re Dead1

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'Thunderbirds are go! '

They're gone, Alan.

Ouiet, Grandma. Whatever
you do, don't move.

I don't understand.

How can that little object there...?

Save it, Grandma. One move will
detonate the bomb under the bridge.

What time is it?

Coming up to noon, I reckon.

Sure is hot. Hey, what
are you up to? You're moving.

Hold it, Grandma, don't get excited.

I'm just tying to reach my telecom.

Careful, Alan!

Remember what they said.

If we disturb the ultrasonic waves
that thing could blow us sky high.

Calling International Rescue...
Calling International Rescue.

Go ahead, Alan.

- 'We're in serious trouble, Father.'
- Is Grandma all right?

'Yeah. Sounds crazy - we're
on a bridge and we can't move.'

That's us. Let's go.

'So, if we don't move, we're OK.

'I hope you get here
before we pass out from the heat.'

Scott and Virgil
will get to you in time.

- Alan?
- No time to explain.

Launch Thunderbird 1 and 2, pod 1.

I'll give you details
when you're airborne.

If you want to save
your brother, move!

Brains, go to Thunderbird 2 immediately.
I'll explain later.

'Yes, Mr Tracy.'

- Stand by for takeoff.
- Right, Virgil.

The Bridge of San Miguel,
that's where they are.

It's a lonely spot, Mr Tracy.

The bridge won't be open
to the public for two months.

They planned this carefully.

The bomb?
When is it due to go off?

Around 1300 hours,
according to Alan.

But they've left behind
an ultrasonic generator

to detonate it earlier
if anything moves.

You'd better pass this on
to Scott and Virgil,

- while I work out a plan.
- Yes, Mr Tracy.

Do you think they'll hold out?

I hope so. But the noonday sun
can be pretty savage in those parts.

They must be well on their way
by now, Grandma.

Trouble is, Alan,

I don't think I can take
much more of this heat.

Grandma, we've got to hold on.

Yes, got to... got to...

..hold on.

Grandma! Grandma!

Thunderbird 2 calling Thunderbird 1!

'How's it going, Scott?'

Flying at 15,000 miles per hour,
course 2-7-4.

'2-7-4, FAB.'

'Proceeding as planned, Father.
How are they?'

I'm just going
to contact them to find out.

Calling San Miguel,

- how's it going?
- Not so good. Grandma's passed out.

- Passed out?
- It's OK, she can't fall.

But I might spoil the show.
I only have to relax for a moment.

Listen to me, Alan.
You've got to stay with it.

Don't let yourself go.

'I can't seem to concentrate.

'Phew, it sure is hot.'

Alan, please, listen to your father.

- You mustn't lose concentration.
- Listen, Alan. Can you hear me?

Alan, can you hear me?

- 'Yes.'
- Then concentrate.

'Keep talking till Scott
and Virgil get there.

- 'You hear me?'
- Keep talking...yeah.

Tell me how you got into this fix.

'Start at the beginning
and tell me the whole story.

'Is that clear?'

Tell the...whole story.
Yeah. Got to keep on talking.

That's it, son. Now, go ahead,

'Tin Tin and I want the whole story.'

OK...OK, then.

It all...all started the day
we went to Parola Sands.

'Everything was going
the way we'd planned.

'It looked like
nothing could go wrong.

'From up there in Thunderbird 2,
the world sure looked pretty.'

- Nearly there.
- I've found it, Alan.

Turn left at the highway,
and the racetrack is on your right.

- You meet Kenny Malone there?
- Yeah.

He's a great mechanic.

Wait till he sees what we've got.
Pity you two can't come.

You know we can't.

What if Father got a distress call?
We'll watch the telecast.

- I'm lucky getting leave like this.
- It's not just pleasure.

Brains wants to know how his new
engine works under prolonged stress.

Stand by, I'm taking her down.

Don't forget, we'll all be watching.

- 'And give my love to Grandma.'
- Will do.

'Good luck.'

Alan Tracy from Thunderbird 2.

'Calling Alan Tracy
from Thunderbird 2.

'Come in, Alan.'

Thunderbird 2 from Alan Tracy,
loud and clear.

Well, kiddo,
what's the first impression?

Great! Brains has done it again,
she's a beaut!

Take it easy. You don't
want a ticket for speeding.

I guess not. I can't wait
to try her out at the Sands.

Tin Tin, our mission is completed.
We'd better get back to base.

Yes, Virgil.
I wish I was going with him -

oh, to keep him company, you know.

Yeah, I know.

'Paging Mr Tracy.

'Would Mr Alan Tracy kindly go to the
cocktail bar in the main building?

'Where Mr Malone will conduct him
through the reception formalities.

'Thank you.'

You're welcome.

Gee, Kenny, it's great
to be back at the old game.

Bet you missed the excitement
of the circuit.

- What've you been doing?
- This and that.

Family business, you know.
Hey, isn't that Victor Gomez?

Hi, there, Gomez. How've you been?

Hello, Tracy. When did you get here?

Just got here.

- I thought you retired from racing.
- No, you won't get rid of me.

I hear you brought quite a car,

reckon you'll win the trophy?

I'll let you know, Gomez.

- Vic, you said Alan Tracy had quit.
- Looks like he changed his mind.

I don't like it. We had this contest
sewn up till he came.

Look, nothing's gotta to stop us
getting that prize money. Nothing.

Don't worry, Johnny. Nothing will.

'Gomez, Tracy and Webster

'are coming round into the last lap.
Tracy still leading.'

Yes, ladies and gentlemen,
history is being made.

Nothing seems impossible for
Alan Tracy and his fabulous machine.

But the genius who invented it
still prefers to remain anonymous.

'Webster has failed
to negotiate the bend.'

'Tracy is still in the lead.'

A year ago, America's
best young driver, Alan Tracy,

announced his retirement
from racing.

Today he is sweeping round the course
heading for certain victory.

13 minutes 45.

13 minutes 45,
ladies and gentlemen.

'Excitement mounts to fever pitch
as these two remaining cars

'fight out the last few miles.'

'Alan Tracy is still in the lead.'

What a finish this will be!

Tracy and Gomez neck and neck,
battling to the finish.

'Gomez is making a desperate bid
to outdo Alan Tracy.'

'Now the two cars move out of sight
into the difficult cliff stretch.

'The fate of the race
hangs in the balance.'

And here they come,
ladies and gentlemen!

Here he comes!

Ladies and gentlemen,
I am happy to announce the result.

The winner in today's exciting
competition was Alan Tracy,

who gained a lead over former champion,
Victor Gomez, in the last lap.

I hope to bring Alan Tracy here
to speak to you lucky viewers.

We should have fixed his engine.

I'd like to get the design
for that car.

Yeah, then we'd really
be in the big time.

He's been on our backs too long.
I have a plan to fix Tracy for good.

Look, here's Alan now.

'Yeah, some victory.'

Now this.

'Full speed.
Alan's in a bad way.'

Will do.

Alan, you're doing great.
Now carry on with your story -

what did you do next?

- Alan, answer me!
- Alan!

Mr Tracy, he doesn't answer!

'Alan, Alan, listen to me!
Alan, you've got to keep talking.

'The boys are well on their way now.

'So keep it up. What happened then?
What happened after the race?'

Af...after the race.
Yeah... I remember.

'Kenny and I took the car
back to the stacker.

'I felt good after the race.
I was glad it was over.'

Kenny, I have to make a telecall.
Stack the car for me.

Sure, see you in the lounge.

- OK, Kenny, she's all yours.
- I just wish she was, Alan.

Vic, you haven't killed the guy?

No, it was a little tap,
to keep him out of the way.

Now we're going to fix
Mr clever-guy Tracy.

'Alan, how thoughtful
of you to call me.

- 'My, I was that excited! '
- Yes, Grandma, it was exciting.

- Come on, Vic, we'll get caught.
- I ain't used to these controls.

- Grandma, better pack your bags.
- 'I'm packed already.

'I'm just dying to ride
in your lovely car.'

Come on, Vic, hurry up!

Grandma, I have a TV interview
in a minute.

'Alan, I have one thing to tell you.'

'I guess I'd better not
detain you any more.'

OK, Grandma.
Kenny will wonder where I am.

Hold it, Vic. Look out there.

Let's beat it!

'When the attendant came to,
he sounded the alarm,

'but it was too late
to stop Gomez and Gillespie.

'They must have cleared out fast.'

Alan, keep going.
What did you do next?

'Gee, this heat.
I... I don't think I can.'

Alan, what did you do next?
We're waiting -

where did you go then?

Well, I...
I set out to collect Grandma.

- More apple pie?
- No, thanks.

Your cooking will sure
be popular at the base.

Goodness! I can't believe I'm
joining International Rescue at last.

I'm so proud
of the wonderful things you do.

- I'm a celebrity here, too.
- How's that?

After you won
the Parola Sands race,

- the Press came asking me questions.
- What questions?

About who designed the car,
and the route for our trip.

I hope you didn't tell them.

Oh, I told them. I told them
everything they already knew.

Good girl... International Rescue?

'Go ahead, Alan.'

We're leaving soon.
We'll call when at rendezvous.

FAB.

'So, we set off.
There was hardly anyone in sight.

'But I felt a thousand eyes peering
at us from behind every rock.'

It sure is lonesome, Alan.

Yeah, but it means
we can travel faster.

'Before we knew it
we'd fallen into their trap.'

Gomez!

That's right. Fancy meeting you
and the little old lady.

You! You were the so-called
reporter who interviewed me.

What do you want, Gomez?

Oh, now, Tracy. What sort of tone
is that to talk to a guy with a gun?

If you want the award money,
forget it.

I gave it to charity.
You know that.

It's not that. With you gone,
we'll get plenty of that for us.

So, what now?

We can't waste no more time
on this punk.

Did you put the road signs back?

Yeah, we won't be disturbed.

Let's go.

OK, Tracy. Drive round the corner
and on to the centre of the bridge.

No more tricks, either.

Because I got this gun pointing at
the old lady's head. Now, get going!

'Come on, Alan. You're doing
great. Don't give up, not now.'

They got you got on the bridge.
What then?

Oh-h... How are the boys doing?

Don't think I can hold out
much longer.

Look, Alan, I'll put Scott through
and you'll hear for yourself.

Alan, this is Scott
in Thunderbird 1.

We're not far away, boy,

so keep your ears open for our jets.

Crossing the Pacific Coast...now!

Alan, you were all at the bridge,
what happened then?

What happened then?
Oh, yeah... I remember.

You're wasting your time.
I don't have the plans.

And do you think I'd give them to you?

OK, if that's
how you want to play it.

Move! The old lady, too.

Gomez, let her go,
and I'll do anything you want.

Cut the hearts and flowers.
Take this with you.

- What's that for?
- Why, you dirty...!

Shut up! Get up on that beam.
Both of you.

There's more to this car
than meets the eye.

You're onto something we want.
We were tops till you whipped us.

Johnny, cut the talk.
I want to try this beaut.

Put that generator down in front of
you, Tracy. And don't try anything.

What is that, Alan?

Never mind.
Sit there, against the support.

Better explain, Tracy. Or she might
cause a whole heap of trouble.

- Is it a bomb?
- Sort of.

Yeah, we fixed the real
bomb under this roadway here.

It's gonna go off
in a couple of hours.

That other box
is just an extra present.

We'll keep you covered
till we've left the bridge.

Then if you make one move,
and disturb the ultrasonic waves,

and pow!
It all goes up ahead of schedule.

We're gonna switch it on
by remote control.

So long!

They're gone, Alan.

Ouiet, Grandma.
Whatever you do, don't move.

'Brains?
Tin Tin has found a newspaper cutting

'of the Bridge of San Miguel.

- 'You should look at it.'
- Right, Mr Tracy.

OK, thanks.

Well, at least we know what
sort of terrain we'll be working on.

We, er, obviously
can't go too near the bridge.

We don't know how localised
that generator's power is.

Not long, Alan. Just hang on,
Scott should be with you any minute.

I can... I can hear them, Alan.

Careful, Grandma. Mustn't move.

Got to keep quite still.

OK, Father,
I've landed at the rescue zone.

- What are the chances?
- 'It's tricky.

'Tell Virgil to land on Slope P701.
I'll contact Alan.'

Got to...keep...awake.

O-h-h...got to...keep...

'Alan! Alan!
Can you hear me?'

'Got to...keep...'

He's delirious. Alan,
raise your left arm and look at me.

'Alan, listen to what I have to say.

'How localised are the ultrasonic
waves from the generator?'

No...no. Keep away.

Mustn't...come near.
Detonate the bomb.

'Alan, the generator -
how powerful is it? Do you know?'

Keep...away. Just one move

- and the place goes up.
- It's no use.

'Can't...go on much longer.

'Can't feel my legs any more...

'can't keep up much longer.'

Oh, please hold on, Alan. Please!

Two more minutes, Alan, that's all.
Virgil is nearly there.

Remember our code,
not to give up at any cost.

Coming in to land
on Slope P701, Scott.

'Make it fast,
Alan's almost had it.'

Right. Stand by, Brains.

Going to...fall.
Can't...take any more.

'One minute more, Alan.'

One minute. Brains is going
to neutralise the generator.

No time to find the bomb itself.
Hold on, Alan. You'll be OK.

Neutralising...

now!

Generator neutralised.

OK, Virgil.

Come on, Grandma, you're next,

there's not much time!

Clear the bridge.
It's due to go up.

Keep on the road, you jerk!

OK, OK. I can't get used
to this geared steering.

Hey, what was that?

Tracy must have escaped.

Keep your foot down,
let's lose this guy!

We gotta stop. He wants us to stop!

Let go! You...
You'll crash the car.

Are they crazy? They'll crash.

Base from Thunderbird 2.
Leaving danger zone.

Mission successfully completed.

Alan, don't move.

Whatever you do, don't move.

Virgil, how much longer will it be?
I'm tired of standing dead still.

How can I get a good likeness
if you don't keep still?

And smile!

You can't go down in motor-racing
history with an expression like that!

And another thing,
this trophy's darn heavy.

Well, how's the masterpiece?

Don't ask me.
Virgil won't show me yet.

Hey, Virgil, that's great!

You've really
caught a likeness.

Yeah, it's...

- nearly finished.
- Well, hurry it up,

I stood still long enough
on that bridge.

Right, finished.

Well? What do you think of it, Alan?

I suppose you guys
think this is funny?

Oh, not at all.
I think it's very good, Virg.

Yeah, except the technique
is about 100 years out of date.

- But you must admit it's really you.
- Yeah.

Right, laugh this one off.

- Hey! Cut that out!
- Ouit messing with those buttons!

How do you like that, Tin Tin?

Never mind, Alan.
Who needs a painting?

Especially when
you've got the real thing.