All language subtitles for Thunderbirds - 02x03 - Alias Mr. Hackenbacker

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'Thunderbirds are go! '

'This is Control. Flight D103
is making final approach.

'This is a red alert.

'All emergency vehicles take up
crash positions.'

'D103 to Control.
Confirm undercart defect.

'Suspect hydraulic failure.
Crash drill completed.'

'Control to D103.
Emergency vehicles in position.

- 'Good luck.'
- 'Thanks. We may need it.'

'This is it! '

Gentlemen, the film you've seen
illustrates the greatest danger

in any crash landing. The fire...

Is Skythrust the answer?

Our extensive tests show Skythrust
is the safest plane flying today.

Captain, can you elaborate on that?

All in good time. Let's go and see
the plane and meet the designer.

- Yeah, where is he?
- Mr Hackenbacker is due now.

This is Hyram K Hackenbacker
calling Jeff Tracy.

- Come in, Jeff Tracy.
- 'Go ahead, Mr...Hackenbacker.'

I am entering London Airport.

'Good luck, Br...
I mean, Mr Hackenbacker.'

Good morning, sir. Pass, please.

G-Good morning, officer.

That's quite in order,
Mr Hackenbacker.

Follow the road straight ahead, sir.

The rest of the party
are on observation roof 67.

Thank you, officer.

Well, there she is - Skythrust.
A very nice-looking job, Hackenbrook.

The name is Hackenbacker, actually.

Yes, yes.

And I can't take the whole credit.

I only designed
some of its new features.

This is Skythrust to Control.

- 'Loud and clear, Ashton.'
- Ready to commence test routine.

Roger. Permission to proceed, sir?

Er, yes, of course.

Mr Hackenbrink,
any instructions for the pilot?

Hackenbacker, actually.

No, Ashton and I
have been through everything.

Good. All right, Ashton, go ahead.

- 'Good luck.'
- Thank you, sir.

OK, let's line her up.

- She looks good.
- She's responding nicely.

- Airspeed 190 knots.
- Rotate.

By Jove!

Mach one.

- Level up.
- Levelling up.

I couldn't fault that take-off.

I admit I am satisfied
with Skythrust's behaviour,

but the full test of her abilities
has yet to come.

Is there something
we don't know about?

We can't answer that yet.

Skythrust does have certain
new features,

but we can't divulge these yet.

Well, when does Skythrust come
into service?

Very soon indeed. The formalities
should take only a few days.

Thanks. OK, hold it, Mr Hackenbacker.

I think I'll go to the control
tower to catch up with Ashton.

OK, Hackenbacker.

"At an interview at London Airport,
no one gave away anything,

"but rumour has it that Skythrust
has some revolutionary new features.

"Hyram K Hackenbacker, the brilliant,
but mysterious, American designer,

"revealed nothing
about the aircraft he designed."

When does Skythrust go into service?

Any day now - Brains is staying on
in Europe for it.

It says, "Very soon

"it is expected that the first flight
will be London-bound from Paris."

Speaking of Paris, look!

Say! What's it all about, Tin Tin?

There's a whole feature on Penelope.

Everyone's in the news this week!

"Excitement in the fashion world
mounted today.

"Lady Penelope Creighton-Ward,
the famous English beauty,

"will participate in a charity fashion show
presented by François Lemaire."

Who is François Lemaire?

Your memory!

Penelope and I are always mentioning
him. He's our favourite designer.

It says, "Apparently, Lemaire has
something sensational to offer."

Oh, I wonder what it will be!

As soon as
I got your telegram, François,

I made a reservation
on the first flight.

You will do me this favour, dear Penelope?
You will model for me?

François, I'd adore to. You know I'm
always ready to help a good cause.

Now, what wonderful surprises
do you have for us this season?

I promise you,
my creations will make history.

They will be a sensation!

- You intrigue me, François.
- You will not be disappointed.

My rivals would give - how you say? -
their eyeteeth to know my secret.

- I have discovered...
- Wait!

- Wait.
- What is it, Penelope?

One can never be too careful. Look.

- What does it mean?
- You are being bugged.

I don't understand.
What is this "bug"?

Someone has planted a transmitter
in here. They can hear every word.

Aha.

I think I may have found
their little secret.

Look, François.

It's unbelievable!
Is it all right to tell you now?

No, no, François. Wait.

Aha. I see.

Very clever...

but not quite clever enough.

Peeping Toms.

Your office is under surveillance
by a long-range television camera.

Oh, mon dieu. Oh...

All right, François. Go ahead.

Good. Well...

Just in case,
I shall write it down.

I shall commit my great secret
to paper.

Let me see...

François, stop!
Please show me that pen.

François, how long have you had
this pen?

How long? I don't know.
I rarely use it.

Then it's probably not too late.

Now, watch this.

François, it is an impressor pen.

It can record and transmit anything
the writer commits to paper.

You mean...?

Yes, right now, that pen is sending
a message to your enemies.

And I'm going to prove it to you.

Oh, Penelope! This is too much!

Bugs in the flowers, Peeping Toms,
pens that send messages...

Oh, I need reviving.

'Yes, monsieur?'

My sweet,
would you bring us some tea?

'Certainly. I'll bring it myself.'

Deirdre, stand by to model
the items that came this morning.

'Of course, Mr Lemaire.'

These are my two leading models -
Madeleine and Deirdre.

- They will assist you in the show.
- They know your secret?

Indeed they do. And this,
at last, my dear Penelope...

is my secret.

My dear François.

Watch carefully.

Voilà!

François, how wonderful!

This is my new fibre! Penylon!

I... I named it after you, Penelope!

- I hope you don't mind.
- Mind?!

François, this is a revolution!

Penylon can be made
into any kind of costume desired.

It never gets crushed and it can
squeeze up into the smallest space.

Its possibilities are immense,
as you will appreciate!

I could carry a whole wardrobe
around in my handbag!

And it can be made to look like
any other material! Look at this.

This looks like an ensemble
made of leather -

though, in fact,
it is made entirely of Penylon.

How marvellous!

Here are some other designs in the
collection - all made of Penylon!

Ah, tea. How civilised.

- Sugar, Lady Penelope?
- Well, er...

One lump wouldn't hurt, I suppose.

Hmm, that's strange.

- What is the matter?
- Is the tea too strong?

Isn't this lump rather big?

I wonder...

As I thought, François!
Another transmitter!

Alas, Penelope, I'm surrounded
on all sides by enemies.

What am I to do?

We must change the preview plans.
We cannot hold it in the salon.

But where? The Eiffel Tower?!

That would at least be safer.

Let's see. There must be somewhere
that we won't be interrupted.

Got it! I know just the place.

But, first of all,
I have to contact a friend.

Skythrust is ready
to go into service.

The final tests were fine.

Congratulations, Mr...er...

'A call for Mr Hackenbacker, sir.
It's on number three phone.

'Mr Hackenbacker?'

Er...Hackenbacker?

Oh, yeah, that's me.
Number three phone. Of course.

- It's like I've always said.
- And what is that?

Bright people have no head for names.

- Hello? Hackenbacker speaking.
- 'I have a call from Paris.'

'Go ahead, caller.'

- Hello, Hyram. Are you alone?
- 'Yes, I am.'

- Is that you, Penelope?
- 'Yes, Brains.'

Great to hear from you.
Anything wrong?

No, Brains.
I just want to ask a big favour.

How do you know Hyram Hackenbacker?

Mr Ashton, you must allow a lady
a few secrets.

Let me just say
that he and I are associates.

Hyram's a dark horse.
What brains he has!

Brains?! Oh, yes,
he's got a lot of talent all right.

Now, about this scheme of mine.

It's a lot of trouble
for a fashion show.

Now, isn't that just like a man.

Ah, here's coffee.

- Will that be all, monsieur?
- Yes, thank you.

- 'What is it, Parker?'
- I'll get you to read it, m'lady.

There's another transmitter
bugging you.

'It's just started to register.'

The coffeepot, it must be!

Penelope, I-I don't understand!

The waiter planted it.

Just let me get my hands on him...

Even if you caught him,
he'd tell us nothing.

Now do you see how important
this fashion show is?

Yes, Penelope, I do. We must
switch the location of the preview.

OK, let's open up the freight deck,
Mason.

Some telegrams for you, sir.

Always the same on opening night.
Everybody wishing each other luck.

Listen to this, "Good luck,
we'll be waiting with the champagne

"Hyram K Hackenbacker."

I wish he could have come
on this flight.

Never mind, this flight's going to be
special enough.

- OK, let's get the freight loaded.
- Yes, sir!

Oh, dear!

I have the butterflies every time
a new collection is shown.

This time it feels
like a herd of buffalo!

You really must relax, François.

After this, you'll be
the toast of the fashion world.

Madeleine, sometimes your calmness
borders on cold-bloodedness.

Deirdre, are the costumes
still all right?

Perfectly all right.

Parker, I hope you'll find plenty
to do in Paris till I get back.

Oh, yes, m'lady. I never find time
on my hands in Paris.

Lady Penelope has arrived.
I'd better welcome her aboard.

Is everything ready, François?
We mustn't keep the buyers waiting.

Oh, yes, the airline people have done
a beautiful conversion. Look.

François, it's charming!

Remember, Penelope,
you must go and get changed

as soon as we've levelled out.

Don't worry, François,
we shan't let you down.

Ooh! And the music?
Will it be all right?

The steward is taking care of that.
He's new to the airline.

The Skythrust should have left
Paris by now, Tin Tin.

I'm so looking forward
to hearing about the dress show.

We'll go up to the control tower
to pay our respects.

Then we'll go and meet the plane.

Aren't you excited, Brains...
I mean, Mr Hackenbacker?

This is number 17,
called Autumn Crocus.

You will observe the swirling pleats
and the slim-shaped bodice.

The skirt flares slightly at the end.

The entire ensemble, like everything
else in the collection,

is made of Penylon.

Say, this Penylon is a sensation!

It's the biggest fabric development
since the cotton mill.

Number 29.
This is called Soirée Écossaise.

Number 35, Alligator Attack.

This is strictly
for wearing after dark.

And number 36...

And now finally, mesdames et
messieurs, may I present to you...

the Penylon bridal dress.

This is Skythrust
calling London control.

'Loud and clear,
Skythrust, go ahead.'

Proceeding now to London.
ETA 15 minutes.

Skythrust, we have you on our radar.
Provisional runway allocation - 39.

'Thank you, London.'

By the way, there's a Mr Hackenbacker
here who sends his best.

Great, tell him I'll see him soon.

'Wait till you see the cute number
he's escorting.'

They brought a huge bottle
of champagne. Over and out.

It looks like the show
and the flight were both a success.

My dear, what a picture you look.

What a show! What a show!

Boy! Just wait till the women
of the world hear about Penylon.

I must go and change.
We'll be arriving soon.

It wouldn't do to arrive
looking like this.

- Where's Madeleine got to?
- Ooh, I haven't a clue, darling.

I haven't seen her since the show.

May I come through?

I want to thank you
for such a smooth flight.

You don't mind me taking a look
in the flight deck?

I guess it's all right.
Take her down.

Leave those controls
just where they are.

Hey, what is this?!

This is the end of part one,
my friend.

Part two of the journey
is just beginning.

- You'd better give me that.
- Don't be stupid.

I know how to use this.

Do as she says.

The plans are changed.
We are not going to London.

- What's this supposed to be?
- Your new destination.

The middle of the Sahara!
It's miles from anywhere!

There'll be no one around
to disturb us.

Set a course,
we haven't got time to waste.

You'll never get away with this
on your own.

Just set a new course.
And who said I was alone?

You idiot! This is an outrage!

Did I ask for your opinion?
As I was saying...

No one will get hurt, not if they're sensible.

There's just been a slight change
in plans. We're not going to London.

You! Box all those dresses up again!

What do you mean?

He means, François, that he is going
to steal the entire collection.

- What?!
- Exactly.

This Penylon is too good to lose.

Don't get any clever idea about the radio.

It wouldn't do much good anyway.

There isn't a person in this world
can help you now.

We must do something, Penelope.

There is...one chance.

- Look, Father.
- Penelope's in trouble.

- It was a little too peaceful.
- Why are we waiting?

- Away you go, Scott.
- OK.

- Virgil.
- Yes, sir.

- I'll send Alan down.
- Sure thing.

- Ready for blastoff, Father.
- 'OK, Scott.'

'I'm going to contact Brains.
Maybe he knows what's gone wrong.'

- Get me a bearing on Penelope.
- 'Understood, Father.'

Where are they taking us?

Be patient, François,
help is at hand.

How do you know?

Cut out the cackle, you two.

This aircraft
will soon be tracked down.

That's where you're wrong.
We're handling all radio calls.

- I have a bearing, Father.
- 'Great.'

Zero-forty degrees,
eighteen minutes.

Forty degrees, eighteen minutes.
Virgil will have the exact position.

'I have that fix on Penelope,
Father.'

Right on cue!

Zero-two-three degrees.

Zero-two-three degrees. Looks
like they're heading for the Sahara.

Why hijack a plane and take it there?

Look at it.
Sand, sand, nothing but sand.

Stop griping, Ross,
and get on that radio.

Calling Skythrust, can you read me?
Calling Skythrust, come in, please.

There's no answer.

That thing's got a limited range,
remember? They'll be here.

Switch on the radio.
We're nearing our destination.

'This is International Rescue
calling Skythrust.'

International Rescue?!

Don't answer that.

'This is International Rescue
calling Skythrust, come in, please.'

We'd better answer,
they don't give up.

All right, but watch what you say.

Loud and clear, International Rescue.

'Request you return to London,
Skythrust.'

- Tell him no.
- We can't do that.

- 'I must insist.'
- Give me that.

And if we don't, what then?

'I'm afraid
we'll have to take action.'

Who are you trying to kid? Your job
is to save lives, not risk them.

'Just leave us alone.'

'Come in, Scott.'

I've spoken to Skythrust.
They won't give in without a fight!

I think we can bluff them. Brains
has an idea. He's telling Virgil now.

Now, Virgil, what I'm asking you
to do may sound crazy,

but I think it'll work.

'Load up a low-velocity,
non-explosive missile,'

and take a pot shot
at Skythrust's undercart.

- Sounds pretty risky, Brains.
- 'Don't worry, Virgil.'

It'll be all right.
Just trust Mr Hackenbacker.

'OK, then, Hyram.'

Eight minutes from touchdown.

We won't be able to land.
The runway isn't big enough.

Good try, Ashton, but it won't work.

This is Skythrust calling Sahara.
Come in, please.

'This is Skythrust calling Sahara.
Come in, please.'

Answer it.

Hello, Skythrust.
Is that you, Madeleine?

'Expecting someone else? We'll be
with you in about eight minutes.'

Fine. Is everything OK?

Of course. Don't worry,
no one is going to stop us now.

Not even International Rescue.

What did she mean...
not even International Rescue?

Look, a Thunderbird!

Wow!

Trying to scare us, eh?

- Real close, this time, Alan.
- FAB.

I've had enough of their games.
Now hear this, you crazy fools -

I've got Ashton
and the co-pilot right here.

'If you're still in sight 30 seconds
from now, Ashton gets a bullet.'

And believe me, I'll do it.

- Did you see the Thunderbird?
- Yes, that's got them worried.

Don't build up your hopes. The mighty
International Rescue are giving up.

It seems we'll have to use
Brains' idea.

Right, let's get back after them.

I'll keep in their blind spot.

Target in sight. Range 2,000 yards.

- Closing.
- Fire as soon as you can.

Steady. Steady.

One thousand...eight hundred...

six hundred...four hundred...

two hundred... Missile away!

- What was that?
- I don't know. We'd better check.

The wheel housing is locked.
It's no good, it won't free itself.

- What trick is this?
- It's no trick.

It means we can't land in the Sahara.
Not with an undercart malfunction.

Don't try and blind me with science.

All right, call Mason.
He knows about these things.

I think I'll do just that.

I hope you know what you're doing.

Mason could know
about the Hackenbacker device.

It's a pretty well-kept secret.
I'm betting he doesn't know.

What's this about not being able
to land in the desert?

That's right.
How much do you know about Skythrust?

- Enough.
- Look at this, then.

- Well?
- I'm warning you, Ashton.

- Don't fool with me.
- I'm not fooling. See for yourself.

So there's a fault in the undercart.

Exactly. If you can tell me
how to land miles from anywhere,

without wheels,
you'd better tell me now.

Four minutes to rendezvous.

I'll tell you
what will happen if we try.

Do you know how much fuel we've
got aboard? Nearly 5,000 gallons.

When that goes up
they won't even find your fillings.

- We'll have to turn back.
- And we can land at London?

At London they're fully equipped
for emergency landings.

We'll have a chance.

- What is going on?
- All right, head for London.

- Now wait a minute...
- Shut up! I won't be blown up!

- They're turning back. Tell Father.
- Right.

Wonderful, Alan. I've just
had some news from Interpol.

The rendezvous was with two
characters named Ross and Collins.

'They both have long records.
They're even wanted for murder.

'Why don't you boys pay them a call?'

Will do.

I'm worried, Brains.
All those fire trucks.

Well, they won't need those.

I don't understand.
What is so special about Skythrust?

Just wait and see, Tin Tin.
Wait and see.

Seventeen miles to touchdown.

- Reduce power.
- Reducing power.

How much fuel left?

- Just under half.
- What?! Can't we jettison some?

Pull yourself together, Mason.

- Take her to one thousand feet.
- Reducing altitude.

- Look, about the fuel...
- What?

Can't we ditch some
like Mason said?

Sorry, can't be done. If you're so worried,
get back in the rear.

It's the safest place.

Yeah, why don't we do that?

Well, they say the proof
of the pudding is in the eating.

Here goes.

'Well, Mr Hackenbacker,
we're in your hands now.'

Here she comes.

There she goes.
Take it up to 40,000 feet on 3-2-0.

Stand by... Detonate!

5,000 gallons. You've got to
hand it to Hackenbacker.

His ejectable fuel pod to eliminate
fire hazard really works.

It will revolutionise flying safety.

- Are you all right, Penelope?
- Fine.

It was no worse than some conventional
landings I've experienced.

- Look at that.
- Well, well, well.

The two brave hijackers.

Don't get up, you can lie still
and wait for the police.

What about their accomplices,
Penelope?

I'm sure they'll be well taken care
of, François.

Something's happened, I tell you.

We'd better leave before this storm
gets any worse.

- We'll give them a few more minutes.
- I never liked the idea.

Ouiet! Listen.

Here they come!

I knew it was new,
but did you see that?

What a plane!

- Take her around again, Virgil.
- Right.

- And remember, use a live missile.
- FAB.

- They're coming again.
- I can't wait.

Hey! Hey!

- Mission accomplished, Father.
- 'Well done, boys.'

Over and out.

That wraps it up. The boys deserve
a pat on the back, especially Brains.

We won't forget about this
in a hurry.

Skythrust has introduced a new era
of air safety.

Hackenbacker? Anything to say?

Hmm? Oh, yeah.

Let's go to the Starlight Roof
and have a bite to eat. I'm starving.

And we've still got that bottle
of champagne. Vintage 1993.

The best year for champagne.

Let's grab a table.

- Did someone mention champagne?
- Yes, François. Follow Penelope.

Dearest girl. I'd follow her
to the edges of the earth.

Miss Kyrano, may I escort you
to the Starlight Roof?

Why certainly,
I'd be delighted, Mr...Hackenbacker.

You know, you can call me Hyram.

Why thank you, Hyram.